What Good Am I

[Intro]

Yeah, the planet's fucked up man

Human beings are the worst thing that happened

To this whole Mother Earth baby

This is what it is, uh

[Verse 1: Chris Webby]

The world we're livin' in, this shit is messed up

Sometimes it feels like God packed up and left us

Terrorist killin' people for no reason

The good die young, while evil's still breathin'

I can't even turn the news on

All you hear about is dangerous people creatin' new bombs

Serial killers and natural disasters

I'm just prayin' they'll be some pieces to put together after

Oil spills after Hurricane Katrina

Kim Jong-il sendin' threats from North Korea

The middle east, war on the streets

People strappin' bombs cause of their religious beliefs

Killin' others by the dozen

As the human race falls victim to our own self destruction

We gotta change the way we live

Cause it's the same fucked up world that I'll be leavin' to my kids

Man

How the fuck am I supposed to raise a family here, man?

How can I leave what we got, give it to my kids like... crazy

Sometimes it's nothin' but bad people

Nothin' but bad things goin' on, ah?

Fuck... What can I do, you know? What can I do?

[Verse 2: Chris Webby]

We gotta make a change, it's our duty

We're rapin' the planet of it's resources and beauty

Gangs kill each other on American soil

While we destroy entire ecosystems drillin' for oil

I know times change, and shit evolves

But I remember forests and now the mini malls

Mother Earth been givin' us a warnin'

What happens when the ice caps melt from global warmin'?

Some of the most majestic creatures on this planet

Are hunted till the point the population's nearly vanished

Gunned down for recreational activity

And now can only be found at zoos and captivity

We've just become too technologically advanced

At this rate, the earth never stood a chance

The Mayans say our time is almost done

So if 2012 is true I guess we had a good run

Right?

Yeah, 2012 man it's comin'

Whatever your opinion is, we fucked

We got oil spillin' on the Gulf Coast

Deforestation in South America man, read about it man, fuck

[Verse 3: Chris Webby]

I'm not tryin' to seem to pessimistic

But if things don't change that outcome is realistic

And everyone should be aware of all this shit

As the world spins on it's axis like a kick flip

They say I poorly influence all of these kids

Cause honestly they shouldn't idolize the crazy way I live

But I don't want 'em makin' the same mistakes I did

That will lead 'em to a life full of nothin' but shit

Cause it's not cool to pop mad pills and act crazy

But I got my own demons, my own Slim Shady

That alter ego always up to nothin' but trouble

But I left all that behind me when I stepped out of the rubble

And try to get my life together followin' this rap shit

When I say it's all I got, I mean it, that's it

It's the way nobody stoppin' me from makin' it

And if it's not given to me, then I'm takin' it

I'm here baby, you know

I'm always on my party shit, La la la, Off The Chain

Whatever man,I'm an intelligent person, I know what's good

Go out, read the newspaper, see what's goin' on around you man

People too stupid, educate yourselves