(Intro)
(Verse 1: Musick)
Frustrated by the fact that at times I'm confused
A diverse amount of souls are afflicted with abuse
Whether it's s**, violence, or d** at the fuse
I'm reluctant to believe that it is luck that I'm excused
From these ever-burdened truths, (I) count my blessings in the two's
Because millions on this planet found their blessings in a noose
A baby without juice or a teenager seduced
Their dreams dim to black, tied up like it's deuce
And here I find myself in this whip that I ride
With visions of the third world natives still alive
Struggling for food to consume and survive
When 1% of all America should realize
It is time to provide for impecunious persons
Not talking all the demons that worsen the streets
Rather those without models that can teach
I'm doubting there's an answer to it all but I'm searching
(Hook: Yes Sample)
I've seen all good people turn their heads each day so satisfied I'm on my way
I am on my way, confused I stay, with no real chance of solutions
And I pray to see the day where agonizing pain just leaves the air
(Verse 2: Musick)
Head is in a cloud, foot is to the floor
And my heart is angry I fight a civil war
This the heavyweight bout between the feelings that have torn
Me from adolescent chores to maturity and more
Scrutinizing every little terror that exists
Double lane changing my hands turn to fists
A few possess millions when millions can't subsist
Even Webster lacks a word for how pissed
That I am as my memories refunded
Brought back pain as the dash reads a hundred
Fights like I hunted, feelings bottled up
The proof of this poison is 200 a cup
Encouraged all the while by my own damn voice
Hear it whisper in my ear like I have no choice
Feeling it's my obligation here to inspire
Because I was granted other peoples' dreams they would die for
(Outro: Musick)
I'm on my way, confused I stay, with no chance of solutions
I will pray to see the day where agonizing pain leaves the air
And in this same instance, my clouds will turn to rays
Good people display