Anti-Matter

Come on

Spawn of the generation

Bluetooth, netflix and a playstation

In the couch locked status they be rippin that kush

I'm getting high on my own supply don't push it

You'll understand later man that shit is a science

That y'all be labrats and study the pattern it's fine

Truth of the matter is i know you feelin great in your sweats

You deserve to make more than your rent and your check

Your head's bent

You're bedridden up in the bed in a desperate attempt

To feel like you're important

Yeah, come on

Tell me why the fuck you matter

Uh, please enlighten me

Oof

Uh, please enlighten me

Come on, tell me why the fuck you matter

Uh, please enlighten me

Uh, please enlighten me

Come on, tell me why the fuck you matter

Uh, please enlighten me

Spawn of the selfie era

Brainwashed with a buddha then they keepin that lit

This shit right here, hittin that hard but that fake ambition might infiinite miss

And they all get blasted

So who gone glue yo ass to ya mama's couch?

Paraplegics, paranoid mind stuck

Spittin' conspiracy theories out

Ain't nobody gone be watching yo ass

You could save water, you could keep washing yo ass

The illuminati don't give two little shits about you

War goin' on what it do

Triangles, they don't mean shit 'less yo girl ride back and forth on your best friend's dick

(thats a love triangle)

And if she do, tell me why the fuck that matter

Yeah yeah, please enlighten me

Come on, tell me why the fuck that matter

Uh, please enlighten me