This is a song about "Suspects"

The rich bin diminishing tonnage as kids rummage through the chips in the rubbish

He rigs the raid, guards knees buckles, for god sakes he's gonna beat em till his skull crunches

And lit a spliff to ponder upon the abyss of kids with no lunches

He rigs the raid, guards knees buckles, for god sakes he's gonna beat em till his skull crunches

Hello everyone, the party's begun

Maybe help someone standup instead of run