My brain was ripped from my head
And all of my legends are ******* dead
Every day is just hollowed out dread
While me and my friends bleed
Parents sowed some bad seed
But ******* I got mines the creed

So I take my abandonment issues and shove it
Said I was free at least but I die if I miss a shift
And if I **** a **** then in half these states thats it
If I don't fit in then on the streets I'll get left
So maybe they say I'm not a slave but if the glove fits
I feel sick and I'm one day from making these tiles slick

One bad day from losing everything I got
It's not hard work its not skill its ******* slots
So run it fast and hope your lucks running hot