Slaves by Choice

Poem about society and drugs.

We're all slaves of our own
Our pills and bongs
We've placed on the high throne
And written great songs

Don't blame the man
He busy dealing with
The Ayatollah in Iran
And fighting for the Holy Land

It's all us, bro
The rebels of society
Smoking our drough
Dealing with anxiety

If we wanna be free
Gotta quit the pill
I'll give you the sign
When I stop the line