What happens when it's gone
What happens when I throw a rock, it hits the pond
Hear a splash, that's the ocean's song
Melodies of purpose raining for forever long

Did it's job and it's only one
Waited years for what was right but it feels so wrong
I did my job and my only one
But in a hundred years, I'm just forgotten songs

We are what we know
Consumption with no flavor
We want what we grow
The fruits of our labor

It was once was a time where I was free
It was once was a time where I was me
Washing bloody hands in the sink
Holding fingers to the sky, screaming, "fuck what they think!"

Cold diamonds & some mink
For my momma, I'll just wrap myself in fleece
I never fucked with the police
I was young and I was reckless throwing hands like a

Big dog, I was pissed off
Stuck inside a rut for a month, almost peeled off
Took a pistol, almost to myself
But my brother was my pit stop, he cared about my health

And that's the reason for it
Obtaining wealth like a rat, committing treason for him
Before I reach the highest shelf, I been bleeding
Foreign substances inside my belt
Buckled knees sore and I
Eagles flying with some stealth because

We are what we know
Consumption with no flavor
We want what we grow
The fruits of our labor