Yo, somethin' ain't right, vibes are off the chain,
World's gone loco, minds twisted, feelin' the strain.
Bodies droppin', shots poppin', young bloods spittin' lead,
Chemicals rainin', brains strainin', voices left dead.
Lost in the system, no escape from this trap,
Truth buried deep, where the shadows are stacked.
Bell rings, halls packed, another day in the hood,
Young blood, picked on, misunderstood.
Tension thick in the air, a rage ignites,
He's got a plan, today he fights.
Backpack bulgin', not with books, but with rounds of payback to let loose,
He walks the halls, with a vacant stare, his history to abuse.
Even the ones who never messed, they'll feel the pain,
His anger's blind, a bloody rain.
Shots blast, screams echo, chaos all around,
Lockdown, sirens, more shadows stacked, how in the hell do we get to this point now?
Yo, somethin' ain't right, vibes are off the chain,
World's gone loco, minds twisted, feelin' the strain.
Bodies droppin', shots poppin', young bloods spittin' lead,
Chemicals rainin', brains strainin', voices left dead.
Lost in the system, no escape from this trap,
Truth buried deep, where the shadows are stacked.
Yo, peep this, somethin' ain't right,
More kids twisted, losin' their sight.
Is mental health really on the rise,
Or is it an agenda to divide?
Are they diagnosed correctly,
Or is a script the quicker fix,
For profits stacked, lining their pockets quick?
Pills poppin', prescriptions on the rise,
Chemicals in their brains, clouding their skies.
Misdiagnosed, meds they don't need,
Lost in the system, a dangerous seed.
Food ain't the same, GMOs in the mix,
Messin' with their heads, playin' dirty tricks.
Kids these days, they a lost generation,
But their flaws reflect our lack of dedication.
They didn't turn this way overnight, peep the mirror,
We failed to guide, led them astray, it's clearer.
We built a world of instant highs, no time to wait,
Shielded them from struggle, sealed their fate.
Handed out trophies, not wisdom or grit,
Now they lost in the real, ain't no reset switch.
Always online, faces glued to the screen,
Hearts on mute, true feelings unseen.
They buy the hype, join the movement's call,
Blind to the cost, destined to fall.
They ain't ready for the world, rage bottled up, ready to blow,
Violence erupts, chaos takes hold, yo.
We see them fallin', a generation astray,
Can't stand back, gotta step up and say,
"We own this mess, gotta make amends,
Lift our kids up, help them transcend."
Gotta intervene, lend a hand, that's the deal,
Heal the wounds, make the truth real.
If this generation's broken, the next gon' break too,
So let's rebuild, give them somethin'
true.
Yo, somethin' ain't right, vibes are off the chain,
World's gone loco, minds twisted, feelin' the strain.
Bodies droppin', shots poppin', young bloods spittin' lead,
Chemicals rainin', brains strainin', voices left dead.
Lost in the system, no escape from this trap,
Truth buried deep, where the shadows are stacked.
