I read a quote the other day that resonated with me

Never look the other way when you see man frown

I lost another brother on the way up

Third strike now, yet another man down

 

All these men fight battles to make a dad proud

I should've known this shit is planned out

But I’mma stick around, I got them dad vows

So who’s the motherfucking man now?

 

But where’s my oxygen?

Better stop thinking the clock’s ticking the stock systems tipping

‘cause the top percent of business is owned by the god given

Now they got the rest of us moshpitting

Plot thickens - that’s why we always take a loss winning

This for the strong women, the ones who lost children 

Where the hardship is venom to the person within ‘em

They stop quitting, straight up it's back to the boss-bitching

Ball kicking, how-the-fuck they do it is off limits

A revolutions coming and another within it

the youth of a nation the new generation will win it

 

Try to spin it, ‘I know all the tricks

Find the picture of my past drastically hard to depict 

Radically far to the line marginalising the kid

who’s passively passing the time by joining the army and shit

 

I keep writing to try to pass it along to kids

I gotta keep fighting for them if its all that I give 

Because without it we might as well just devour 

the system and all the power like a coward too sour to live

money in an hour’s like the honey in a flower

like the princess in the tower you gotta fight the dragon to get

But you can choose a weapon, bearing armor, take the lesson

You can conquer anything, just strive to utilize your head 

 

Spend the week teaching underprivileged children to speak up 

And that a gut feeling of freedom can relieve the stress 

But regrettably many be living inside of a paralyzed 

paradise with about ten feet of depressed

But we shout louder, and they’ve been listening

to anything that makes them believe their one of the better men

Level-10 rebel, when it's fake, I can smell pretend 

Sitting on your phone, just trolling the internet again

Half of the kids are popping the pills, don’t learn how to pay all the bills

Seeking a kick they living in a mix of a life and a fiction thrill 

No big deal, the bigger the pocket, the bigger the fill 

Pull up on a ticket to better the meal, but, we're dedicated to keeping it real

 

I've been living in the back of the class looking for the test I can pass, when I found rap, 

I believed that I could be the better best to become, be the man, I'm a dad

But I did that, tic tac toe and I bit back, hit that blunt when I gotta get a thick track

But I missed that, bringing in a kick-jab, whatever the white man took gotta give back 

This situation fits all the criteria 

Go to war with Iran, start over in Syria

As opposed to demand, we're pay-rolling a plan 

It’ll be world war three to take over Siberia 

We oppose to it, we're a movement, an institution

Using music to get through to the people who just do it

Spread the love, be like cupid to change the world as we knew it

The one we grew up in taught us beat up anyone new, shit

It’s unjust, I can see it now

All these young thugs are who disappeared in the crowd

Reaching out to anybody who’s around 

without any buddies to make you really feel that you’ve been found