Opioid Crisis

As long as society allows her establishments to build industries upon sickness
As long as profit is sought and found in illness we will suffer

Pockets line, while we die
Pockets line, we die

There once was a man who was priceless
Broken down in the elevator lifeless
Doctor didn't make it in time
He died in the opioid crisis
Death come and take you from the vices
Living in the opioid crisis
Living in the opioid crisis
Living in the opioid crisis

George Bush invades Afganistan
US Army in a foreign land
Soldiers stand guard at poppy fields
Connect the dots and you will know the plan
Pharma companies and government
Threw the stone at us and hid their hand
Overdosing on prescriptions
If you don't see it then adjust your lens
Sickness in America is business
Pharma companies protect their interest
Aborted fetuses in vaccines for an infant
Afterwords they become autistic

There once was a man who was priceless
Moonwalked with Propofol and now he lifeless
Doctor siting at his bedside
He died in the opioid crisis
Death come and take you from the vices
Living in the opioid crisis
Living in the opioid crisis
Living in the opioid crisis

Any kind of cancer you imagine
NCI has the cures on a patent
NDA signed by the staffing
Stephen J Chanock is laughing
Demons on the board and they're laughing
Blood in the bowl and they're lapping
Distribute the cure for their families
Weaponize for C.I.A. assassins

There once was a man who was priceless
Found him on his side in the hotel lifeless
In the UnderGround he was known as a King
He died in the opioid crisis
Death come and take you from the vices
Living in the opioid crisis
Living in the opioid crisis
Living in the opioid crisis

Pockets line, while we die
Pockets line, we die
We die!

Don't die