Текст песни THIS WORLD - ICWYTE

This world is a savage
Memories left in the past tense
Lost someone I considered my mother
Final words said by the Baptists
These words are a cancer
How can you say I'm overreacting
These girls are so ratchet
Not wanted by fathers
You are a bastard

Like searching for something
Cuz you're sick of staring
Waiting on nothing
Like who do you trust in
To get my point out
Will I need to start cussing
The media bluffing
A nation divided
The little ones dying
A gun to the face
The people replying

Cuz I
I've been sent for a purpose
The people off balance
Scared hiding their talent
Too lazy to put the work in
B rather than rehearsing
They not working jobs
They not earning
Too stubborn they not learning
This world is tough
This world is a savage