Out of Touch

Canada heat
Getting hotter than a Panama Beach
In a Canada Goose, speaking of Canada beast
Who’s speaking Canada’s truth?
Who’s standing for peace?
Live from the home of the slaves and the land that was thiefed
Lot of broken and lost souls on this planet of freaks
Supply and demand’s the only commandment we preach
Each man is a brand, each night’s famine or feast
So we quote «I sell therefore I am» in these streets
The people is sick and nothing that a needle’d fix
We need prsence, we just gt receipts for the gifts
Playing god
We just got a cease and desist
When our own souls wish that we would cease to exist
We out of touch now
We out of touch now, uh
In the 6 like touchdown
I was tripping I just touched down
Touch now
My how we’ve come a long way (touch now)
But it seems we’re headed in the wrong way (touchdown)
Hope we finally turn it around one day (touchdown)
Before it’s too late