Social Ills

So many social ills society breeds

It's like sobriety kills the reality that feeds

Off the air that we breathe, there is no need to deceive

Through the eye of the beholder, I can see

Is it your Nike sneakers or Filas that breaches

The code of conduct that features in stores?

Collecting salaries like whores on low calories

Both trying to marry me with fashionable jeans

So expensive, can't tell the seam apart

From the need to laugh at a gifted form of art

Switch the norm from light to dark

Don't you know Adam and Eve draped leaves right from the start?

It's hard to understand why you don't wear what you like

You wear what you think that they think is tight

And I don't think it's right

To find replicas of Jennifers all over the world

Every boy and girl as fake as extensions or curls

Those keeping it real and those chilling on curbs

Keep blasting that **** by spreading these words

'Cause popular culture's a bitch is what I heard

It's alright if I'm different, never judge me by your book

See, what I wear and how I speak might leave the in crowd shook

Like the fingerprint of a crook (Crook)

You can immediately make that distinction by just one look

It's like society conditioned you to be a clone

'Cause when your seed grow up, they lack a mind of their own

And the media perpetuates the situation (What?)

With advertising rituals as the exclamation

So many social ills society breeds

It's like sobriety kills the reality that feeds

Off the air that we breathe, there's no need to deceive

Through the eye of the beholder, I can see

So many social ills society breeds

It's like sobriety kills the reality that feeds

Off the air that we breathe, there's no need to deceive

Through the eye of the beholder, I can see

The eye of the beholder

So many social ills

It's the possible chronicle

Multi-cultural particles

Psychological visual

The typical individual

Don't wanna border with oracles

Wanna stick up their nostrils

Gullible, one syllable, mediocre individuals

If you don't fit the conventional essential editorial like cartoon pictorials

Individual development ain't affordable, so this is in memorial

Of people with hair in all the wrong follicles

Probable cause as society flaws

Caught in the claws, can't be original of course

I got a divorce from Levi's jaws and musical whores

Media is the source when it comes to mental sores

And public applause

Knowledge of self is personal wealth

We need to question ourself

And kick Pink Panther, Mickey Mouse snouts with big mouths

Below their mother**** belts (That's what I'm saying)

Deviation from the norm

Is similar to navigation in the storm

This mainstream slave ship is sailing and before long

You will mourn when your individuality is gone

So caught up in material bull****

That the thought of being real seems putrid

Whatever else you hear seems muted or strange

'Cause imitation's the epitome of fear for change

So many social ills society breeds

It's like sobriety kills the reality that feeds

Off the air that we breathe, there's no need to deceive

Through the eye of the beholder, I can see

So many social ills society breeds

It's like sobriety kills the reality that feeds

Off the air that we breathe, there's no need to deceive

Through the eye of the beholder, I can see