The branches break from the family tree
  From the weight of the heartache...
  Of disintegrating families
  Look what we've created...
  Illegitmate crack babies
  Grandma raises... The drunkard's children
  Kids at all cost... But an absence of true love
  The license to breed...
  We have taken advantage of
    I've got fifteen kids... can't feed my family
  No birth control... condoms are not for me
  A future of... convicts/criminals
  Our technology hasn't taken us that far
    Open your eyes and see that times have changed
  We can't keep using at this same rate
  But who are the only ones to blame?...
  But ourselves
    Whats the point today to overpopulate
  Birth control or abstinance
  Most problems are self-made
    Back in the days... we could all fill all of our needs
  Back in the days... we suffer from our greed
  You and I... violently go extinct
  Back in the days... past our means