text:  Frustrated and the youths are dead for younger And they not still like how it look Humiliated, so them treat we yet and they make it rough No doubt, we pack it so them style we a scruff More time me feel wasted, me still keep it conscious They don't eat off, just know me nah bluff And the riches we a run down with the red light fittings But a one thing me know, see me burn suffering, hey Sick and tired that they get us struggling Say it hard, but yet we still working hard