I Feel Bad for the Meek

What's wrong
It'll be quicker to ask what's right
Time flies and we're burning daylight
Never plan based on things they might
Misfits misplaced
I'm gonna separate my identity from my memory 
Mainly cause i don't need an identity
If I do I'll steal yours
Kicking in steel doors
On an ammunition mission
How'd shit get in this condition so quick
All I can do is wonder why
Am I under surveillance
In my community 
Inside a United State
That fits great with the lower 48 
In our free country
Pretty sure people hunt me down just to haunt me
I'd be alone if the demons would leave
Might be a long shot
Seem to sneak in-between wrong thoughts
Did someone say shots
Yes please I'll have lots
I wish I woulda wore cooler masks during covid
Like slip knot
What's next
Can't be much left
Thinking You're righteous won't make you great
Found your crib following you home late
Hopped the gate
Pushed through a window
Got in slow
I saw you first 
caught in a glow
Mind spinning on the ways this may go
Way past midway 
I'm here bitch
There's no way I'm calling mayday
Drinking like it's payday
Drunker than ten thousand Indians
Fucking pedestrians
Always with
we got the right away shit
right away
What happened to looking both ways
Using your head 
Try'n to make wise decisions
Like we forgot the fucking fundamentals were essential
Now its like awareness and sense never 
Existed
War on
Start shipping the enlisted
Who probably saw things going a little bit different
Woke up and the world just shifted