Dystopia

Check, check, check, check
Yo, live every day like it's your last one here
Eat every meal until your plate is clear
When you cry, empty out your eyes of every tear
Because death is near, death is near
And you could go up, or go down
Put your hands up, and then down
You could climb to the top but you gotta hit the ground
You could climb to the top but you cannot keep the crown
And it could go up, or go down
Put your hands up, and then down
Gettin' high, smokin' pot, the way I gotta hit the ground
Livin' every day like it's my last one around
I eat the bullshit that they sell me, I don't have an option
You makin' less but all the prices go up when you shoppin'
They watchin' everything you do, especially when you talkin'
They watchin' everything you do, especially when you talkin'

Live every day like it's your last one alive
But it's hard when we find ourselves fightin' to survive
What's the point of hiding it?
Why do we even try if we die?
Who decides that we leave it all behind?
I eat the chemicals, plastic, and artificial dyes
I know it's unwise, but I got nothing to work with
Get that money first and then worry about your purpose
Get that money first and then worry about your purpose

That's what they tell you, 9-5, overtime workin'
They want you sufferin' and beggin' that it stop hurtin'
The company CEO just bought his wife a Birkin
The company CEO just bought his wife a Birkin
And you could go up, or go down
Put your hands up, and then down
You could climb to the top but you gotta hit the ground
You could climb to the top but you cannot keep the crown
And it could go up, or go down
Put your hands up, and then down
Gettin' high, smokin' pot, the way I gotta hit the ground
Livin' every day like it's my last one around