The branches break from the family tree

From the weight of the heartache...

Of disintegrating families

Look what we've created...

Illegitmate crack babies

Grandma raises... The drunkard's children

Kids at all cost... But an absence of true love

The license to breed...

We have taken advantage of


I've got fifteen kids... can't feed my family

No birth control... condoms are not for me

A future of... convicts/criminals

Our technology hasn't taken us that far


Open your eyes and see that times have changed

We can't keep using at this same rate

But who are the only ones to blame?...

But ourselves


Whats the point today to overpopulate

Birth control or abstinance

Most problems are self-made


Back in the days... we could all fill all of our needs

Back in the days... we suffer from our greed

You and I... violently go extinct

Back in the days... past our means