Locusts

[Verse 1] Locusts Tryin' to act like nobody noticed You might've gave a couple devil's a fever But your wings ain't foolin' no heavenly gatekeepers But everybody's got darkness But yours shines so bright, it seems harmless Get smart, stick to the cards And carve a picture of a park bench into your heart Don't even start, I'm tryna stay sharp Like the smile on a shark till it's my turn to hear those harps You don't wanna understand what I'm talkin' about I'm alive, but it feels like I'm hauntin' my house And if you see me out, just remember that I'm off the grid And I'm probably sick because I got a lot of kids You should probably just bump my fist and keep it movin' Like thеse other governmеnt-controlled substances Preach on, motherfucker The rats snuck through the cracks in the structure I'm outgunned and I'm outnumbered I'm tryin' to teach these boys to be the keeper of their brothers And how to treat they mother And how to fly high in a sky full of vultures How to maneuver through the clutter How you can see it in their eyes, even if they only used to love ya [Verse 2] I don't got the time to count the hours I just wanna turn it up louder (Yea) I don't mean to be such a downer But they already killed our crops and brainwashed us (What?) The name droppers and the graverobbers I don't even want the flowers, don't waste the water The best offer ain't always the best offer Gotta get a scarecrow to keep away the weirdos and stalkers And even when it seems a little awkward Sometimes you gotta holler like it bothers ya It's not a problem if you've got the solution And a population full of grasshopper opportunists Spoiler alert, it kinda seems The writers been teasin' this might be the final season And I'ma call It now, it's gonna end With a massive collection of unanswered questions (Lets go) We can run around in the rain When everybody's wet, everybody's the same But I ain't tryin' to drown in the rain Gotta keep the head up, even if it's just enough to complain And I ain't even tryna judge how you numb the pain We tiptoe around live explosives I'm tryin' to hold it, pile it on to my shoulders Till I'm broken enough to coexist with these goddamned locusts We swarm with the locust and the hopeless Even if your deejay is Jehovah, you could never fuck with those kids