This is a compilation, a narrative
Of all the ridiculous things you folks find so imperative,
AR15's, poison rocks and toxic cops,
But you're preaching with your feet up, eyes shot, half-cocked
This government has a cycle, that relies on dependence which is vital
Put you on their paycheck living off whats left at the bottom,
But I'm a serious man living in full throttle,
I want it on the rocks, crystal glass, I want the full bottle
If you'd rather live on your knees than die on your feet,
You will be a zombie of the political apocalypse asking,
"Can I have some more, please?"