You Can't Scapegoat Your Way Out Of The Truth (feat. Renegades of Light)

Grew up west of the freeway lines
Where palm trees swayed and the sun always shined
Presents piled high underneath that tree
Opportunity? It was handed to me
The lawn got mowed by a man in the heat
While I sat inside, restin' my feet
Thought I was smarter, 'cause I knew some code
But I just inherited a lighter load
Yeah, we're pointing fingers at the wrong damn crew
Blamin' the ones who clean up after you
They're working two jobs just to stay alive
While we surf the net and romanticize
It ain't the poor folks takin' your slice
It's the billionaires playin' with loaded dice
And if you're mad, then here's the proof
You can't scapegoat your way out of the truth
Private tutors, summer camps, the books
Our parents had time to give second looks
Never had to pray for an extra shift
While others got crushed in the weight of the drift
We call it fair—but it's rigged and steep
The rich stay rich while the rest can't sleep
Debt piles up, and hope runs thin
While the winners just keep doubling in
Yeah, we're pointing fingers at the wrong damn crew
Blamin' the ones who build your house and move
Your trash, your crops, your kids through school
But none of that labor is making the rules
We're mad at the mirror, can't face our fear
That the dream we sell is nowhere near
And if you're mad, then here's the proof
You can't scapegoat your way out of the truth
I want time with my wife, my art, my land
But I get it now—I finally understand
The point of progress ain't just to hoard
It's to raise us all, not to praise the Lord
Of Capital, sitting high on the throne
While we beg for crumbs and call it our own
We've got machines, we've got the brains
We just need a shift in what remains
Yeah, we're done with pointing at the wrong damn crew
We see now what we always knew
It's not about red, or black, or brown
It's about who gets to run this town
Automation ain't the end of grace
It's a door to slow down, to face
The music we've been dancing through
You can't scapegoat your way out of the truth
Look around—who's breakin' their back
And who's just scrollin', stayin' on track
Who's got dreams, but no time to chase
'Cause they're stuck in debt, stuck in place
History don't lie, it's written clear
We scapegoat the ones we should revere
Waking up ain't just a phase
It's a reckoning, it's changin' ways
I don't have answers carved in stone
But I know we're not meant to walk alone
We serve each other, we serve ourselves
Not just stock charts and bottom shelves
Gratitude is seeing through
Seeing yourself in someone new
Your sister, your brother, the ones you ignore
Are the very souls we should fight for
And yeah, I'm guilty, I played my part
But I'm learning now to lead with heart
Not to scapegoat, not to run
But to tell the truth and get it done