You think you're really better than us Because now you've got the power You're under the impression that you've got big balls Because you own a couple towers It's not possession that makes the man Don't ya' know? It's not position that makes the woman Then you just won't go Too many slugs in the white house Hangin' with too many bugs in my house Taking their time in their escalades Making a mess with their sexcapades What about the youth What about the youth Now we've got to figure it out Because all you ancient split suckers Are gettin' as old as their dead grandmothers I'm of the youth Being screwed I see lots of people fighting Protesting in the streets Technology opens us up We can show the rest of the world We need to make a move Now here's the pressing problem Gun shot gun shot On my apple product Slide the screen to the left Now you're looking at prada Not aware of the full extent of drams If it doesn't happen to you Personal experience grants you an insight To messed up world of these recent victims Rest in peace