Paycheck

I got a seven dollar paycheck And an eleven dollar meal Yeah, if we're ever gonna make it I think we're gonna have to steal Okay, excuse my bad conclusion, I'm just tryna make a point But I hope we kick-start soon And I think that you and me can make it if we just make something cool together I hope that it starts soon My dad says taxes are the problem And I seem to blame it on LA But no one's holding me at gunpoint So I got no leads on who to blame here My girlfriend's got a plan demanding all of her attention lately Who am I gonna whine to? Now I'm sleeping through the evenings saying art comes with the seasons Am I wasting all your time today? Maybe summer's gonna pick me up 'Cause I'm spitting venom in every single word And I lost my chance at being free Day I started using my degree I just want to do something right And I just want to do something right Let's say we're living in the Matrix Somehow I take both of the pills I feel a bubble in my stomach Before the simulation kills me Okay, they're sick of me pontificating, cinematic masturbating Why won't they just stop me? Let's focus on promotions, getting high, and feeling broken At least we're all together now Maybe summer's gonna pick me up 'Cause I'm spitting venom in every single word And I lost my chance at being free Day I started using my degree Maybe summer's gonna pick me up 'Cause I'm spitting venom in every single word And I lost my chance at being free Day I started using my degree And I know I've just been vindicated Making my own words Getting out of one is the best way to get trapped in the other 'Cause I've been soaked I'm insatiable today My slacks are rolled But my jeans are ripped and torn and frayed And I just want to do something right And I just want to do something right And I just want to do something right And I just want to do something right I just want to do something right I just want to do something right And I just want to do something right I just want to do something right