[Verse 1: Ted Darko]
That's the sound you hear when you wake up in the morning
You can't even turn the corner without seeing another mourning
It's like another morning, Then another mourning
Another morning, Then another mourning
And I'm tired of it cause I know we can change that cycle
Were walking on a thin tight rope
And fear is used as balance, So there is only slight hope
Don't rely on government support when they might've broke
Off into pieces they are all thieves beware of (mind control)
I'm in a zone my mind is zoning out
Trying to figure out "what life is all about"
"And they say money make the world go round"
But to a certain extent
"We all worship the faces On paper"
Now is the time to repent
I mean we choose to idolize idols even when the idol lies
On your knees brainwashed by an idol's lie on TV screens
Knocked down to size, so why even try to magnify
Someone constantly criticized
For making it, dropping out
Someone so true to you but has lived a lie
[Verse 2: Ted Darko]
Seems to me that we as one is not abundant as we can be
Hostility and animosity takes place in this community
Without a license still it's okay, okay
How am I supposed to live a life without being put in a case?
Meet the AK if you want to be put in a case
Now a days There's no god in this court and you will be judged
Based on your complexion or how big are your guns
I'm talking 'bout wearing hoodies down the street but I fear
If skittles are weapons I best not be caught with 3 musketeers
"No sir no muskets here"
I wish to preserve a child's innocence
Because we live in a place where if a parent k**s them they won't be in a sent
It diminishes the division of citizens
And takes the minds and brains of the future and limits them
Mingles them but it's not like it's being used to its full potential
When you got people like Chief Keef banging on instrumentals
Which got you banging on instant levels
Then switch up when the worlds against you
Look into the mirror only see your back, even you're against you
And the world is turning, turning against you
And they leave you alone expecting you to fend on your own
As if applications for jobs would be sent to your phone
[Verse 3: Ted Darko]
I don't understand how we can call this world our home
Just for resources even we won't hesitate k** our own
Devastate in every state we are slowly k**ing our own
Body with a soul becomes another body with some bones
Another body it's a homi' everybody will be proned
Could be the shotty to the body or somebody getting dome
If it's a body or a homi' everybody got their phones
If it's a body or a homi' everybody screaming globe
Let's put the roles in reverse, get their souls reimbursed
And for all laughing off, let's turn your home into a hearse
Mind in a song I don't even care if I'm missed
I'm a genius d**h your last dying wish
My mind I lost it, go up the block cautious
Cause everybody got the pump as if they got car sick
Just because I'm in a cla** of my own
Doesn't mean I'm pa**ing all of my cla**es
When I'm drastically practicing to show changes
I'm in this world to show patience
No game I don't need to pitch to show the ranges I can reach
I feel everybody buys shoes in search for sole
No grip they slip until they're just another soul
Young boy with a dream, let me clear your mind
But just like anyone who tries make change he dies