(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