High

Hello, my name is Ren I come from the land of sin where there's power to the people but the people never win The body is mechanic and the medicine is great but Jesus isn't here and the doctors make you wait Some are in control and they tell you what to do Listening is how you live and how you lose your soul They tell the world that we're free but we barely have a choice Except for in a store where the packages make noise I can smoke and I can drink at least one choice I can make Addiction is a problem but the care for it is fake I'm not really mad I am just a bit confused When I really have a problem there is not much I can use An honest living is the dream because every day, another lie you do not want to hurt but here you have no right to try We make everything you love Cars and planes, and drugs but you can only fly if you join a gang of thugs 20/20 vision with blood pressure, that is right because no one gets excited when they're visiting the sky