Look Around

I hate it here

Look around

What do you see on the ground?

There's trash everywhere

People can't clean up and go

Cause they want to go hit up their folks

They expect others to clean up after them

Then they leave their crumbs

The world is a mess

Seeing all this trash makes me stress

And yet the world still hasn't come to an end

Man are we bless 

And when is the world going to come to an end

Why don't you take a guess

Who knows

I see trash moving in the wind

Bye bye there it goes

Clean up after yourselves

How hard can it be 

I plea 

don't destroy our Earth

I don't want to live on the Moon 

don't be baboon

Use your brain and

make it clean again