This is a song about "System of a down"

Just a new system of control.

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

And live in a cage imprisoned by the system of minimum wage,

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

Cause one of us is going down i was born a survivor,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

'till i see the sickening prison system improve a little, bitch it's,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

Dig down a hole throw the rest of your body in it

We dont die, starin down the barrel of a smith & wesson

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

The myth of a system alienating its people

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal