Real talk-Happy 18th

Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you.
Life's coming atcha with his pants down, you're 18 got some big decisions now.
So make sure you make the right ones so you don't get fucked.
Going off to college gotta start paying for your books,
start going to the gym so the ladies start to look more.
Not gettin paid enough ending up poor, still living on your own ramen noodles on the floor.
Sharp look with a clean cut, smart with a lean cup.
Never understood why magazines got us dreamin bout fictitious lives that fishermen never seen.
When you open up your eyes, and realize it's all a scheme.
Social media got us distant and forever more fiend-in.
For the picture perfect lives that online we all seein.
So at the mall we spend it all with regret pounding out our fingertips.
Time for the NAVY you'll be off sailing ships.
Groans of the stomach form sea induced vomit.
Guns from the past race wars in the darkness.
Back to college, just trying to gain a little more knowledge.
About why a country would send loved one's out on a battlefield.
Just to pay off student loans attached to credit deals.
All while the mass appeal is out on the deal, from salesmen with rotten teeth from all the dirty lies.
Sinking you into more debt than the bags under your eyes.
All while the government lies to taxpayers about their newest great invention.
To get rid of all this debt, and bring us out of this recession.
You're being lied to, and cheated on every day.
Tricked into signing your life away.
To a country that's never paid for your Christmas, never saw a child's wishlist, and only cares about business.
Yeah they say the world is colder than a first winter snow.
And now I believe them after seeing a businessman's heart froze.
On a hot summer day with a kid left astray.
And watched him grab her from behind muffling any word she could say.
Then sold her for the money he needed in the upcoming holidays.