I Gotta Weapon

[Intro]
Clapping
I have a, have a poem
And it's called "I gotta weapon"

[Verse 1]
I gotta weapon
I- got-
I gotta weapon
Now it's daylight slaying time
Talk to me
Conspiracy, conspiracy, conspiracy, conspiring to, [?]
The government is trying our entire generation
Tribal drums
Are saying
Nothing
I gotta weapon
I mean I felt like vomitting, I felt like laughing, I felt like crying
You shouldn't be here, get out of here you hippie
[?] people get ready
I gotta weapon