Worth (TSun)

Worth TSun TSun (Verse 1) I shoulder a bag of knowledge that i will rarely use, daily i walk that same path, what's the use? at my age, there is no freedom even when i refuse, and im a bomb ticking but theres no one here to defuse, we study not for knowledge but for marks, we study for a knowledge that we won't reuse, if i want to live my life then why not let me choose? why am i pressured to study to the point of abuse? marks dont mean shit, it's the knowledge i choose to use, we shame alcoholics but whats different than education? to be drunk off of knowledge its the same as alcohol abuse, and yet we praise at one's ability to do math, just cas you learnt calculus, it doesnt mean you can escape poverty's wrath, and yet we praise one's knowledge of history, just cas you can name all the historical events, it doesnt mean you can solve the mystery of misery. (Chorus) Escape this corrupt system of learning, our knowledge we acquire is only used for earning, earning those green bills then used for burning, this is our education, but it's our parents and employers it's concerning. TSun (Verse 2) why do we work ourselves for hard skills, when the eye catcher are the soft skills? why do nice individuals drop out and kill? why do friendly hobos live each day seeking food to fill? why must i learn the useless when im given free will? why do drop outs waste their lives working behind a till? while the lucky ones who've gone through the same and sit on a toilet and wipe their asses with dollar bills? cas this corrupt educational system is to blame for the fails, we lose sleep for the credits, the marks and the report cards, but even when we win, limitless tension in our inner hearts. and still we can live through all the hard parts, the dead parts, and even if my conscience is torn apart, remember, i will die with a deck of Bicycle cards. (Chorus)