Function

Catch me in the commons calmly reading Antigone
Fault me in the falklands for drinking British tea
Talking about politics, no green card yet
Been here since eleven still ignored by the government
At your home, in your school, it's like open season
Birds falling from the sky just another grievance
Eyeing your phone, they have your texts
FISA court's only denied twelve requests
They bombing your home and so you bombing back
Color of your skin makes self defense attack
Suffering is common, ours will be forgotten
Let us feast before the meat goes rotten

I really don't care what we have to do tomorrow
Stay buried alive in a petri dish of sorrow
Makes it easier to scapegoat agrarian society
For my father's deep set problems with sobriety
Money is a means, a conceptual stand in
More for the fiends, make back what they abandon
Take another deep breath, light another cigarette
Barely any solace in the fact that we met

Need a new job and I need a new god
Peanut butter pot, this greed is quite a lot
Dirty chais gonna blow a hole in my wallet
Finna murder my own inner alcoholic
Cop cars move like sharks in the night
Might draw blood, might catch flashing lights
Roll up at your function can barely even function
By all means hit me up if you need something
See me on the street, asking if I'ma doctor
Random fuckers saying that I'm from Sri Lanka
Hallucinations crowding my peripheral vision
Most of this is boring, if you really listen