Renewed Mind

Needed a moment to wake up just to gather my thoughts

Desperately seeking sustainable life; so Jesus was who I sought

And like the prodigal son...seems like I now have returned

Through tribulations and trials; oh my the lessons I've learned

Honor thy mother and father and love thy neighbor like self

the most important of lessons; knowledge thats equal in wealth

The Essence

(Verse 1)

verbally offensive approach is always defensive

defending my honor by any means even when it seems so senseless

collisions with this cold world is numbing all of my senses

but at what cost? I lost count of all of my expenses

undesirable in my ways but I'm oh so relentless

indecisive so my thoughts are tettering on the fences

irrational acts bringing persecution to my character

character assassination by the prosecution seems so amateur

aimlessly aiming at me but I'm advancing quite amicably

sticks and stones may indeed break bones but words ain't never damaging me

not a physical threat but lyrically have my enemies quivering

vocab so absurd peep the verses I'm delivering

disgusting flow! still the topic of every discussion though

causing confusion to your brain I'm considered dysfunctional

conflicts in the context raising questions is the common goal

creatively complex but as a precaution don't call me comical

(Verse 2)

messages in my music digested are therapeutic

therapy formatted for the masses to take & use it

unmatched, uncomparable, yeah I'm undisputed

voice of the voiceless so my voice will not be muted

stand back or brace yourself for an impact

in fact I'm begging for physical contact

contact whoever you need when entering combat

and come back when you're confident that you can calm that

silent rage that's inside me silencing all my enemies

energy emanating from everywhere with no empathy

I was born to dictate the quick pace of this race

a mistake your sense of distaste is so misplaced

fools alone choose to oppose me like spitting against the wind

fork in the road you chose the psychopath of which you can not win

a new reign in this rap game is ready to begin

all the ghetto bastards be prepared to pay for your fathers sins

(Verse 3)

motherless & fatherless early on embraced abadonment

wreckless abadonment lead to physical altercations with random men

man of action, man of few words, I ain't with all of that rambaling

built my house of cards with the hand I was dealt guess you can say I'm gambaling

habitual traits I can not relate when others they state it's hereditary

peep the potholes in their snotnose diagnosis just to try to scare me

playing chess with all these bastards racing to the checkered flag

check the facts, check the stats, I don't ever need to brag

only god can judge me so guard the words coming out your mouth more carefully

this is the calm before the storm still there's no way you can prepare for me

with no parental guidance seems I'm wilder than I've ever been

shakey foundation from the start look at the predicament you're in

all your talents are imbalanced so imperfect & embarassed

you was careless & so callous as a means of earning status

look at all that you've established getting caught up in the madness

lost composure & control but your loss of soul is the saddest

Converstions with Reflections

ohhhh you lucky I found GOD before I found You

cause there's just no tellin' what I was probably gon' do

what a criminal mind with evil intent and all

an appetite for destruction that would leave you in awe

leave you disgusted refusing to discuss it

decisions decisions so you decide to just cuss it

decide to dismiss it decline to revisit

the topic at hand still you making demands

what had I planned? I just don't understand

just leave it alone

such evil shouldn't be shown

let it be known

those thoughts were not my own

hand of almighty

cleansed my thoughts & my body

crown on my head claimed my inheritance

I was piss poor morally didn't make any sense

the riches that were given

spoke one word now I'm living

accepted Jesus as Savior

corrected my behavior

a creature made new

what scripture said was true

"Are you talking to me?"

"No, I'm talking to You!"

Wake up!

Everyone is a thug

Cars, money, and Jewels

Staring at the mean mugs

Chains define them as fools

Slaves to the diamond encrusted piece

Jesus' head hanging from chains, still gives em no peace

Hardcore Rap (Parental Discretion Advised)

(Verse 1)

ayo this season a lotta suckas taking extended sabbaticals

savage with my skills breaking competitions clavicles

labeled a loose cannon but every maneuver is tactical

think before you speak going against me seems impractical

simple minded, you think the buzz about me isn't factual?

talking wreckless about me? the reason I behave erratical

irradicating those whose lack of heart's just laughable

me and all these suckas ain't no where near compatiable

compassion shown when I dethrone the king that should've left rap alone

lacking proper ettiquette is simply something that I can not condone

had it not been known I wouldn't have blown up on these foolish maricons

but children need to be shown the error of their ways cuz I'm much too grown

the sickest of linguistics providing the feinds their fixes

affixiated with the fact that my rise to fame was the quickest

composing a list of the meanest mc's I'm calling my hit list

a massacre which I'm asking you all to bear witness

(Verse 2)

subtle with my delivery but please do not belittle me

your brittle facade of being a tough guy has now physically

been decimated and shattered into insignificant matter

and when the dust all settles I'll continue climbing the ladder

ruthless with my aggression attacks seemingly senseless

garnering attention when I'm rendering them defenseless

Apprehensive attitude coinciding with my demeanor

coincidentally I don't give a damn 'bout you either

leer jets and lambos or brothers thinking they rambo

identity crisis their mentality can't handle

who cares about your whips or the chickens you claim to have hit

it just doesn't seem legit when consistently you talking that shit

your consistency's the reason I'm advising your ass to quit

legitimacy unattainable with the trash that you tend to spit

can't comprehend why your camp ain't forewarn you of my dominance

ain't reached my pinnacle yet but peep my prominence

(Verse 3)

middle finger up...uh...never coming down

Tupac reincarnated reclaiming the crown

I rise above the rim guess we know who's got the juice now

poetic justice when lyrically I put sucka mcs 6 feet underground

dear mama I'm asking is there heaven for a G

I shed so many tears but I gotta keep my head up you see

cuz they're praying for my downfall back against the wall

I know you must be appalled cuz I'm screaming fuck 'em all

fuck 'em all watch 'em fall screamin' automatic gunfire exorcisin' all demons

the meaning is so demeaning opposition left barely breathing

the devastation that I'm leaving has you questioning who you believe in

haters they give me a reason to leave their family greiving

troublesome brother what tangled webs we be weaving

never heeding the warnings that I am constantly needing

nearing the end of my sanity with all the beef I be seeing

and I'm just pleading the Father will be leinent when I see him

Snippet...

I'm the quintessential lyricist proven to be a nemesis

Flowing like flooding waters ripped from the pages of Genesis

Remove me from the premises? Impossible! Check the emphasis

Substance that's in my messages embodied in my apprentices...

Regrets

Saying I took advantage

You talking a different language

Tell me how the heck did I manage

To inherit all of your excess baggage

Made you perfect when you were average

Wasn't worth it 'cause you killed our marriage

Let us discuss the beef and cabbage

Seeds unborn due to a miscarriage

If I'm acting Macho, then you acting Savage

We were billed the perfect package

Couldn't sustain the devastating damage

You can't blanket the hurt with a bogus bandage

Brokenhearted and feeling abandoned

Took me for a ride then left me stranded

So confused can't understand it

How you took our love for granted

Gave you all you ever demanded

But still you a crook, you underhanded

Premeditated, which means you planned it

Thought you were deeply rooted and planted

Prove Me Wrong Freestyle

These rappers ain't real they're a figment of my imagination

Depictions developed due to drastic exaggerations

Anatomically incorrect peep my observations

Loss of patience has me disregarding previous reservations

So if it hurts biting my tongue, why bother to do it?

I live the life I speak about, your lyrics inconclusive

And that's including all previously recorded movements

Wisen up young buck you ain't so elusive

Stories written in your book of rhymes don't seem to coincide

Say you running blocks, but all you ever do is run and hide

Running your mouth, food for thought, swallow your pride

Reconsider all your actions, set your ego aside

Real men don't speak, we always move in silence

Speaking out of turn, can seldom lead to violence

And to be honest, we're honored to be labeled as tyrants

Titans amongst our clients referred to as simply giants

Ruling with iron fists wonder how it came to this

Iconic in every way take the time to reminisce

Lackluster, is simply what the competition is

Sour grapes always say that the crown shouldn't be his

But if not for me the game would be dead, you see 'cause I revived it

Took the world by storm when I arrived with

Descriptive lyrics combined with the sickest of ill wits

All designed with the mind of claiming to be the illest

Even the haters feel this, they're witnessing the realest

Catching the flu from my flow 'cause I can't control this illness

Condition is critical I'm maniacal and lyrical

Spiritually intuned yet they fear me in the physical

A phenomenal lyricist who's delivery's the meanest

On the borderline between completely crazy and genius

Peep just how I leave my audience suddenly speechless

I've claimed the crown yet these clowns still condescending and facetious

Freestyle to Common's "Sweet"

Your comical so my laughter emerges from my abdominal

I'm methodical the way I maneuver seems so illogical

The prodigal son has returned with a diabolical

Scheme that seems impossible but doubting him seems irresponsible

Ironically they're mocking me knowing there ain't no stopping me

Imagine me iconically knocking them out properly

Soft exteriors easily instilling the fear in ya

Pride runs through my interior your positions inferior

Authority figure, consider me your superior

We cut from different cloths, so don't get too familiar

Confidence mistaken for arrogance is so inaccurate

My conscious is adamant that my style is so immaculate

Imagine if you will these rappers feeling unmasculine

All because a true mc went so far as unmasking them

Imagine then their reaction when I begin the unraveling

They can't handle him, he's mastering this here art of battling

Rattling the cages of rappers begging for some action and

The vocab in my verses more holier than even the Vatican

I'm attacking them in a fashion that's displaying just how passionate

A man can get with his works, wonder why ain't no one ever matching it

Your passiveness is actually aggravating me to the maximum

I'm asking them to show you the exit before there's an accident

Or an incident in an instant it can easily become intentional

Pay attention though 'cause my presence here is so essential bro

Flowers for the dead; I'll let it sink into your head

Better off kicking rocks; throw in the towel instead

Sicker than the average mc trying to compete

I'm on top of the food chain so the weaker mc's I eat

Face it phony your physically frail and your feelings are fragile

Brutally batter any of you bastards trying to battle

Give me the title and I'll totally trample those that try to tackle

The throne that I now own, sitting comfortably in my castle

Freestyle to Rick Ross' "Stay Schemin'"

It bothers me you won't accept the fact that I'm one of the best

Your hate towards my greatness is tiring, give it a rest

I'm blessed with the gift of gab; you tickle me with your weak ass jabs

Why stick a fork in them if their done? I'd rather just take a stab

Habitual line steppers disrespecting the crown I claim

Subliminal verses spitten but you're never hearing my name

I'm baffled by this atrocity when did that become part of the game?

Your childish tendencies are putting me to shame

How you figure you gon' profit when you've never even gained

The respect of your peers, over the years you've still remained

A mediocore rapper who's clearly writing checks you're unable to cash

I'm a titan who's enlightened one with whom you can ill afford to clash

On the road to riches you better choose another path

'Cause you ain't finna' become famous off of my behalf

Your typical unlyrical subliminals making me laugh

Usually cool, calm, and collected but you close to feeling my wrath

Untitled Freestyle 1

Catastrophic conscious thoughts that are clearly conceptualized

Captures the essence of my presence that simply can't be catergorized

Clearly cut from different cloths so critics get caught by surprise

Your ignorance is irrelevant intelligence exhibited when you effectively open your eyes

Can't comprehend or understand the basis of my existence

Looked around and now I've found the faces of resistance

I should be hearing the roar of applause for my consistent persistence

But all I'm hearing is the whispers of critics creating the distance

Too much of a gap when reaching for the pinnacle of my career

Hear my huger growls the sound reassures me that this gon' be my year

An appetite for accomplishments, more so than the average Joe

Labeled a menace to society 'cause I won't settle for the status quo

I'm articulate with architectural designs of my rhymes

My hand crafted masterpieces is how I'm defined in these times

Witty rhymes containing substance are in demand; I have abundance

They're scared to acknowledge the knowledge I kick, I see it in their reluctance

Redundant repetitive rhymes that they spit shows these illiterate rappers ain't fit

To compete with accomplished mc's such as me, reconsider the option to quit

Unique and unorthodox evil mc that just often rocks

Stages that he graces killing other mc's someone call the cops

A shooting star with no pistol, so the question is, what's the issue?

No discussions of verses, I ain't diss, I dismissed you

They say I'm terminally ill, the sickest of mc's

The music is infectious they're embracing the disease

Lyrically I'm suggesting I'm the best and they think that I'm jesting

They're caressing the crown, I'm claiming it now, this the type of ish I"m addressing

The trash they label as tracks are terribly depressing

Then they wonder and they ponder why they go under when contesting

Evidently they're attempting career revival but I'm unrelenting

Verses aimed at me directly or indirectly may be tempting

But unacceptable and I won't write it off as someone simply venting

Your lease on a life as a lyricist is now over; no more renting

Fork in the road, choose other goals, relinquish the title you hold

I was built and designed for this life that I lead, and you don't fit into the mold

Subsequently I am gently approaching the throne that I'll eventually

Be calling my own please let it be known; claiming the crown so eloquently

A problem child I'm kinda wild with my all but arrogant style

Clearly suited for this kinda life that I lead; fit the description and the profile

Lyrics profound and what I have found, I'm consistently gaining ground

I was clowned for my sound but knew I was bound to claim and capture the crown

Find another and some other who's as slick and sweet as butter

I don't bother with their mutters and foolishness they tend to utter

Sucker mc's when approached all they ever do is stutter

'Cause they know that their career could quickly be found in the gutter

No curses in my verses 'cause of my passion and my purpose

I know they're nervous, they never heard this, visibly shook under the surface

Underneath their epidermis these girlish mcs do a disservice

Bunch of clowns fresh from the circus discard my skills as simply worthless

Ode to the Wife

I never claimed to have settled, only to have settled down

I captured a Queen so that this King could comfortably claim his crown

I placed her on a pedastel far beyond all the rest

picture perfect perfection is what her position suggests

Had me on bended knee like one of them boys from Philly

funny how the skeptics kept calling our connection silly

same doubters now around us are amazed and they wonder

how we stayed going so strong and kept from going under

peers are peeping at us in pursuit of the passion we found in paradise

lovestruck so it seems it left us both paralyzed

stuck in a moment hoping to never escape

they brush it off as luck but I consider it fate

my rib, my helpmate, my bride, and more

the one I admire and simply adore

they constantly ask me "what's the best thing that ever happened to you?"

my response time and time again is "the day that she replied I do"

Warning Remix/Freestyle

warning was sent labeled an impressive attempt

this part two of the raw sent with malicious intent

physically exhausted and mentally spent

ain't reached my pinnacle yet so I ain't content

pursuing a dream just to see what it all meant

inception of ideas so far fetched to the extent

that I'm hell bent, on remaining a gent

still feel the urge on every verse to purposely vent

see I'm a man with pride and principles

fundamentally young individual

their fear of me in the physical

is the reason I feel so invincible

I'm better than the best is cause of all the time that I've invested

reinvented what I've been blessed with as was previously suggested

can't see that I'm the future? get your vision corrected

even my haters are surprised I did better than what was expected

your insecurities the reason you walk around with security

scared cause I'm the sickest in the game and you know there ain't no curing me

see I'm a professional with exceptional taste with timing that's impeccable

so it's essential that my potential has to reach heights that are respectable

simply incredible's my momentum's so my rhymes are unforgettable

it's regrettable to have to let 'em know that my claim to the crown is credible

hurts your pride, ego bruised, your ignorant arrogance has you confused

and besides what can you do when it's predetermined that you'll lose

mad cause you ain't got authority over me therefore behave accordingly

disruptive and disrespectful defined and described as destructive & disorderly

you're disappointing me with your distasteful theatrics and quite frankly they're boring me

appreciating my art and applauding my accolades is how you ought to be

illegitamate seeds spawned from the sickness I spew

forever fighting feverishly though competition is few

I'm the measuring stick, to these lackluster talents

jealous of me cuz they slept on their dream, wishing that they hadn't

I'm the dream shatterer reality check whatchu' expect

breaking down barriers cause I will not accept lack of respect

the description you depict in the garbage you choose to spit

just doesn't seem legit and truthfully doesn't fit

I told you in warning to throw in the towel and quit

perpetuating lies and consistently talking shit

the complexities of my complexion seems to have you perplexed

venting your verses versus me is certain to have me vexed

uncertainty with your career when comparing our success

it's apparent you weren't paying attention when I was crowned the best

a different caliber a different breed we're definitely in different leagues

foolish comparisons when considering comparing yourself to me

reconsider retracting the remarks referring to the records I release

put your pride aside and ponder the possibility of keeping the peace

your confidence is confined in your conscious and constantly questions

can it compete with the likes of me, No it can't! Use discretion

Warning!

(Verse 1)

it's embarassin' when you insist on makin' comparisons

we're cut from different cloths, different textures, different canvases

uneven playing fields I from the mecca, garden of madison

no question I'm just better, why make an effort even answerin

labelled an anarchist when knocking heads off of these manniqeins

like roaches when the lights turn on these rappers is panicking

that sinking feeling in ya gut the result of current happenings

another light skinned brother making money off of raps again

concerned critics plead with me, tell me to leave the raps alone

convinced that this is my year chasing imaginary thrones

even I cannot condone all the bullshit that I've been on

guilty of dreaming big, he that don't be the first to cast a stone

glass jaws better beware of the words they're choosing to share

cause I'm prepared to fight whoever I sincerely don't even care

criticism better be constructive or don't bother to discuss it

nasty with the verbal onslaught I'm delighted when you're disgusted

(Verse 2)

uncanny and unconcious flows developed in ways that I don't know

uniquely an unexpectedly unraveling other options though

a shooting star up to par without the pistol poppin so

I pissed the system off with my decision to keep things optional

making money, making records, and basically making moves

you made the decision to pigeon hole me and furthermore to assume

that I'd be overcome by your underhanded platoon of goons

annihilation of my enemies soon to come so stay tuned

I'm on a different level ain't bother selling my soul to the devil

the pot can't call the kettle black cause I ain't never settled

can the common comprehend that their compliments boosts my confidence?

critics confused and constantly question my quest for accomplishments

quality equipped with quantity clearly showcases my kind of common sense

an altered mind state, an alter ego, resonates through my unconscousness

a lyricist in pursuit of happiness labelled as nonsense is

criminal cause they take pride in my craft as a form of pompousness

(Verse 3)

close my eyes and I can clearly see the content that I speak

catching the context of my concepts in the convolution of my sleep

sneek a peek into my private thoughts I'm vulnerable but not weak

peep the message I'm relaying through my music shit is deep

branded a bully merely cause it seems I'm always pushing my luck

public's perceptions that this genres dying cause the music sucks

artists are watered down, diluted, & simply shades of the past

one hit wonders all around us only a handful are meant to last

picking apart the opposition cutting competitors with such precision

viciously victimize veterans with the vivid images of my vision

a verbal lashing I'm bashing these bastards in embarassing fashion

pride in my poetry so potent and packed with impossible passion

I know it's difficult to digest so allow me to digress

we're disproportionate in intelligence to be perfectly honest

I'm not being cocky or arrogant, this is me being modest

you can't contend let's not pretend this ain't even a contest

(Verse 4)

this ain't a hobby, this ain't for sport, this isn't anything of the sort

this is us, we, the movement, something of an unstoppable force

I thank each and everyone of my fans for their support

thank my haters too who of course hoping their hate throws me off course

clearly I'm designed for this by now I think it's obvious

your ignorant and obnoxious if you don't think my threat is ominus

throwing in the towel seems to be what your only option is

I am in my prime, so when they reverence they reference optimus

transformed state of mind and they're stating that it's cockiness

clearly your incompetence is the reason that your're mocking this

to kill a mockingbird heed my words, no empty promises

an ill mc and myself are simply synonymous

aalikes, yeah just like you and your accomplices

and just like you they can too for the moment stay anonymous

I love my lady hip hop and the fact that she acknowledges

my knowledge is superior superior is what my knowledge is

So gone

Same outfit, same outcome, you're always wearing my patience

This ship is sinking simply cause we're of no relation

You've set the bar, set the tone, but failed my expectations

Constantly causing conflicts that create confrontations

Complaints combined with concocted lies combust the complications

Disconnected cause been disrespected on countless occassions

Mental murderer, I swear I've killed you a thousand times

Detailed descriptions depicted in my vivid book of rhymes

A book of blueprints revealing my cerebral life of crime

An oath of silence is practiced similar to that of mimes

Pill popping when swallowing the jagged pill of pride

Unsettling circumstances, seems like it's suicide

A prisoner to my castle, I feel I've been confined

Definitively deconstructive is how we've been defined

Crazy combination we're like oil and water or fire and ice

Opposites do attract but tend to be imprecise

(Hook)

I bet you wish you could turn back time so you could get me back

He may have all you want, but there's something that he lacks

Feeling so clueless, although you have all the facts

Now that I'm gone, I'm never coming back...

I've packed my bags, I've packed my bags, I've packed my bags,

I've packed my bags, I've packed my bags...yeah

(Verse 2)

Subconscious subdued by silly subliminals

Her leaving letters behind reminds me to use the urinals

Catching Flack for killing you softly seems criminal

Emotions long unattached, damage was minimal

Pitiful, childish tendencies kept you from maintaining

That which you seeked for so long, and hoped of one day obtaining

Hope your happy with the recognition you're currently gaining

Acknowledged your foolish ways, but you I'm never naming

Just for the hell of it, you would say you were celibate

So now I celebrate freedom, you should see all the hell I get

Say you're emotionally scarred feeling really delicate

Funny, emotions the missing link, you unaffectionate

Betting man, took a gamble, lost it all, 'cept for my sanity

Seems we were cursed from the start, vulgar profanity

Pushed my buttons, always questioned the man in me

Eating at my soul, consumed me whole, quite candidly

(Repeat Hook)

Me, Myself, I...WE

Me myself I got a revolutionary mind state

My actions mobilize the evolution of the primate

Society that we're trapped in that's encouraging the crime rate

Grandma's getting punched and robbed, fearful to stay out late

Close our eyes turn our backs on it, settled for the blind fate

Put our faith in the corrupted government, the same one you say "I hate"

Jobs are scarce, money too, lash out cause of what we going through

Hustling by any means, you tell me, what we gon' do?

Bodies falling in our streets, result of the robberies

Scratch and fight for all we can, face to face with poverty

The government ain't helping, the media makes a mockery

With all my financial struggles, still their hands are where my pockets be

Our leaders are all dead and gone, so we wander carelessly

Evicted from our homes, wonder who will care for me

Cost of living going up, can't seem to feed our family

But soft spoken tones hardens their hearts, so You and I now becomes WE

Warriors engaged in war kicking down every door

Open up your eyes and minds witness what we're fighting for

Equality and happiness, the two things we most require

Two things the top percentile didn't have to fight for to acquire

So raise your fist and stand with me, who says we're "preaching to the choir"

Don't be deceived by their deceit, we all know the devil's known to be a liar

Brainwashed

ficticious thoughts make you believe you're something that you're not

idolizing Superman thinking bullets bounce off you, til you get shot

thoughts embedded in our heads through the television

subliminal messages corrupts our childrens vision

no more inspiring the young to be lawyers and doctors

just be a sports player, a rapper, or a rocker

and in the hood they're distracted by "urban literature" shoved in their faces

designed to stereotype and make the conscious racist

and white america's brain washed told to idolize the minority

fooled into believing to glorify the ghetto story

our children trained to die while young by playing with toy guns

and when they get older it seems real bullets seem more fun

but who's to blame for the tragedy that befalls our youth

that's the question one should be asking, if you're seeking the truth.

Drugs

She claims I'm corrupted, but I know that she loves it

Perception of the public has her behaving like a puppet

Mask, she's in disguise, even contacts for her eyes

Appeals to the critics, unconsciously to no surprise

Character portrayal living a life ridden in betrayal

Success amounts to nothing, when in the end it's written that you'll fail

Back to the drawing board, sketching up a new scheme

Tricks of the trade, artist looking for a new theme

A new inspiration, a brand new vision

But still her self-esteem issues compromise her decisions

Lusting after men, idolizing all that seems to glitter

Unhappy and unsatisfied, still can't disguise the fact that she's bitter

Playing the part of a role, clearly losing all of control

No boundaries and no goals, sinking deeper into the hole

Lights grow dim, beginning from within

She thought we'd both lose, but in the end I alone win

Seize the moment

Time keeps ticking, tick tocking away

Memories passing me by, all of my days

Step back to see what I've accomplished

Fell short of my promise, I am astonished

Disgusted with the lack of enthusiasm, lack there of pride

Took my life for granted, feeling empty inside

Mentors have mental distaste for what I've become

Molded into a genius, but perceived to be dumb

Greatness in my grasp, still chose a different path

Ridiculed by my subconscious, which constantly laughs

Fallen from grace, viewed as a disgrace

Always in character; mask on my face

Man in the mirror says I'm better than you

To switch places with him, what I wouldn't do

Truth spoken in jest, a joker amongst peers

Appealing to the masses, while disguising my fears

Still I yearn to converse with an open book such as I

One as transparent as me, with no need to lie

Do you ever feel empty? Even cold at times?

Feel like you're down in the pits, with no desire to climb?

Satisfied with the outcome of the choices you've made?

Or scared to sleep at night, scared that your life may fade?

Educated to the degree you were destined to be?

Satisfied being paid hourly rather than salary?

Is this what your Parents, Grandparents, and Guardians expected?

Or were you hard headed, refused to learn, and help was neglected?

Will your children look up or down on past generations?

Are they destined to fail or have you set expectations?

Time moves fast, waits for no man

Plan for failure is the result of a failure to plan

Simply put...

I simplify my songs for you simpletons so you can simply see

The sacrifices for simplicity signify my sympathy

So complicated is the common consumer conscious

Caught up in the chaos and commotion, converting to nonsense

Seems I'm simultaneously sensible and yet cynical

Concentrated concepts claim casualties; condition's critical

Behold a being beyond barriers brainstorming out the box

Latch on and listen to lyrics that eleviate the locks

Breathing life into bodies battle tested and broken down

Done garnered recognition now I'm looking at gaining ground

Appalled at all the poor adolescents accomplishments unacknowledged

Corrupted by the crooked critics that keep 'em from going to college