Justin's Song Lyrics

Struggle, Struggle; Try to stop it
There is trouble with my empty pocket
Fuck it, Fight it; I won't take it
On my own until I make it

No support of family sort
No credit for my school report
Not a pawn for institutions
System aint got no solutions

Three months up in Koloa Wahiawa streets and still not pau
Smoking pot in India
Dad left him in Cambodia

Now my friend is in a cave
You say he's crazy, I say brave
He's smarter than his mom and dad
He's on the streets and mom is proud

Running with his destiny

Cut your hair and take a shower
Fall in line, submit your power
Get a job and raise your class
A member of the working mass

Is it progress or decay?
It aint my call, I got no say
Are we slaves or are we free?
Were running from our destiny

Got fired from his job today
Still sleeping in the back ally
Chew him up and spit him out
Still trying just to fight it out

At his old job was discriminated
Now he will be compensated
It's hard to keep the moral high
We smile at work but it's a lie