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Entitlement


Hustling through the streets; living dollar to dollar Addicted mom and missing father Alone and dead to the world are you Working. Always skipping school Greed killed the dreams you could have lived Someone else is stealing it Entitlement 1960's come and gone Along with the morals of Camelot Far away are "old school" days Finance stricken; filled with haze Technology ridden, but sunk with debt Most those things go hand in hand Entitlement From my understanding your priorities are poor Like wallets, working hands are sore It took this long for you to open your eyes To the man with cancer and dying wife These are the ones who need the help But for that you can thank... Entitlement
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