Ballad of Douglas Chin - Thee more shallows

Ballad of Douglas Chin - Thee more shallows
Oh sleeping in the trees
Traveling light an unseen breeze
I never really thought
I'd get caught in that quad but I was wrong
Oh I wanna get well
And find a skill I can sell
Because no one buys what I try
To give away
Trapped in the city
No sleep no more
Just stay up yelling
At pimps and whores
Whores
And what for
What for
Is this art or war
And who made
The part of my brain
That makes music
Feel like pain
"Go to bed whiteass
Get straight Get a job
You calling me crazy
What's your problem
Are you lazy
Disrespect me
You gotta pay me
What's your problem
Are you lazy
Disrespect me
You gotta pay me