Written in the stars? This shit is a mirage

One minute you’re advanced then hidden in the grass

Now your brightest ideas are the dimmest in the class

You sober up, see your uncle living in his car

You would help him out but you’re the splitting image of your father

So giving is a task, but maybe you can do this mission in a mask

It’s a waste of time thinking of the past

You’re paying mind to figures in the dark, you’re scared of them?

Compared to them, we were flipping in the Gaza

While they could pour a small glass, sipping on the drama

They say what we’re witnessing is karma

'The guilty wouldn't be so aggressive, the innocent are calmer'

Telling me to smile while I grimace at disaster

Finishing your masters, your dinner and your afters

I’m sitting with my guard up

Work hard but it's hard luck, my skin is dark, blud

That means you know who I am before I talk, right?

And you propose I was damaged at the source, right?

You get family support, I support mine

No hand-outs, had to force mine

The day I get bored I’m borderline

Everyday trauma, normalized

3 options: music, sport or crime

The day I get bored I'm borderline

3 options: music, sport or crime