I know that nobody can do it like this

But I'm feeling stuck like I'm in an abyss

I know my own talents I know I don't miss

But what is the the point if I'm not feeling bliss

I just want to see all my people in riches

But life is a beating I'm counting my stitches

I'm power deficient I know that it itches

I just want to party and fuck on this bitches

But I do not reap what I sow

Because profit is low

And I don't even know what to do

I'm writing a verse in my journal

I jump through a hurdle

I'm turning from purple to blue

My parents are drowning in bills

They are counting their pills

And they work without having a clue

That they are not getting their worth

They me from birth

I'm great, if only I knew

That it is not easy to rule a land

So I'm constantly reading to understand

How to write something that is not in the sand

Must it always result in a contraband

If so, which land should I take it from

If I'm caught in 4k I start acting dumb

When I'm dropping that missile tell me the sum

Shit I cannot kill them without feeling numb

But that's what it takes right? that a world leader

That's a man that's actually a wife beater

That's a fake light from a car reader

That's a nation killed for another leader

So I step on the breaks until I am able to think of a better routine

I know that I have what it takes (I am that ****) but if my method isn't better I wont intervene

With worldly decisions it makes my people look like they were savage with water not cleaner

Prepare for the stakes, the battles to come are inevitably unforseen

I know that nobody can do it like this

But I'm feeling stuck like I'm in an abyss

I know my own talents I know I don't miss

But what is the the point if I'm not giving bliss