Lyrics The Boy - Caden Swanigan

What if every year of your life was told you would be great
But you ain't know for what, break a leg 'till your knee break
Doin' shit, runnin' circles round your mind
Everyday, boy
And don't you dare stop until I say it's time
On some Nat King Cole shit, that's how it goes
Artists be knocking each other down like dominoes
Sayin' "he this" or "he that" but "not this" and "not that"
But they ain't ever spend some time tryna build each other up
Prophecy state that a young nigga would change that
My path laid out like it follow a train track
Been told since the old, recorded on tape deck
World changed, granddad woulda heard it on a phonograph
Thrice great uncle wasn't even in a photograph
Fuckin' property to some bum ass old white man
It ain't changed, we still brought up under rich men

Gotta work until we nothing, ain't that something
It's either corporate or communist, and either way it's nothing
And I don't fuck with that
You have good luck with that
I'll make my own up in the middle, how we runnin' that
You see New Zealand and Sweden and shit
How come the big, great America ain't defeatin' it
We still got issues on every side of the spectrum
Even shit that shouldn't be debatable, like givin' kids some breadcrumbs
It ain't even cost nothin', compared to what we spendin' on bombs and planes
And things to kill people in another place
We could take on the entire world and then some
At what point do we gotta scream redruM

But we can't even beat some idiots hiding up in some mountains
The fucking Taliban back in charge, blood fountains
As we leaving' Kabul, friends surroundin'
And we ain't even hold up on our promise to house 'em
Well they dead now
Turn around, get your bread now
You can go and put your head down
It's a wrap now

We stuck with this
The fuck with this
The old generation finna die and say "good luck with this"
Yet they thinkin' we entitled for demanding shit
Luxuries like medicine and water
Stuff you need when you're dying on a sinking ship
And they wonder why we've no faith in their Allah
No God could help us, we on our own when the Devil run the parties
And because of that, we cannot roll, we gotta stop where we starting