The struggle’s made vivid
Played out in a telecast
The boundaries made rigid
Erecting a minted sociopath

Swallowing sick lies at the mercy of a pint
Regurgitating references made to incite

The warden lost hold
When privatization was sold
The winter ran cold
Captives grew bold

Scratching out eyes for dead presidents
Smoldered in flame
Lost in the mire of false precedents
Monopolizing the game

Hectic self-imposed calamity drawing heavy on the soul
Elitist mentality rips you away from the bowl

Recently paroled
Breathing in the mold
Knocking pawnshops for gold
Adjustments held…cost of being old