Some go without, ever having to deal without.
Never stealing a meal, with everything at their disposal.
Still, life it terrible, sometimes at times unbearable.
Sit down, shut up, and quit your whining.
Open your eyes and look around it's kind of surprising.
Is that you in the gutter?...No!
Is that you starving to death?..No!
Is that you never given a chance?
Or is the gun in your hand gonna answer the questions?

Bam! Bam!
Bam! Bam!
Bam! Bam!
Bam! Bam!

Some go without, ever having to deal without.
Never stealing a meal, with everything at their disposal.
Still, something fucked you up.
Now what's the matter man?
You couldn't suck it up?
Ditched on me and your family.
Did you do it for a bitch?
Answer me!
Is that you in the gutter?...No!
Is that you starving to death?..No!
Is that you never given a chance?
Or is the gun in your hand gonna answer the questions?

My thoughts are tied in knots.
My skull aches as do my guts.
Then again it's all for nothing.
Trapped in my chair waiting for something...