I Can’t breathe
The way this sh#t is hitting me
Throats closed up might need some anti histamine
Epinephrine straight to the thigh
Cause I’m allergic to the lies
That’s society placed in my mind
Telling me this is how I gotta live life
Brain wash to follow the 9-5
Ain’t no time
For the vision in your sight
If you’re following someone’s behind
Making a #ss of yourself defending their kind
Pretending
Like we’re in this together
We under different weathers
My sh#t is dark
While your sun is shining
Cause my star is dying
Imploded from the core
My guts are on the floor
Like a slaughtered pig
Tryna feed a family of four
They telling me that I’m ridiculous
My flow is crazy like escaped convicts murdering children at the orphanage
Because the voices said to do it
Sounds like me with this music
Oh they telling me I’m stupid
But don’t misinterpret the movements
See the hand moves faster than the eye
Can comprehend
Misdirection, so as I stand here rockin’ the mic
I’m formulating plans
With the vision in my sight
Clairvoyancy but I ain’t no psychic
Psychotic is more like it
Ill vacation at the asylum
With Eminem and Hopsin together
Writing bars behind bars
Tryna be stars
Oh check me out with my guitar
I Can’t breathe
Thee way this sh#t is hitting me
Throats closed up might need some anti histamine
Epinephrine straight to the thigh
Cause I’m allergic to the lies
That’s society placed in my mind
Telling me this is how I gotta live life
Brain wash to follow the 9-5
Ain’t no time
For the vision in your sight
If you’re following someone’s behind
Making a #ss of yourself defending their kind
So listen
I’m tryna be your friend
Tryna tell you how it ends
Diabolical geniuses creating business plans
Maximizing profit as we continue sufferin’
Following their advice
When its all lies
Prescribing Ritalin
Got me convinced I can’t focus
Telling me to sit down when I’m poetry in motion
Parents giving up cause they’re always trying to force it
Shortcut with the pills giving kids all these addictions
Let me give you advice when it comes to these kids
They wanna play
To move around and not be in school all day
Imagine being 4 going home just to do more
Does it ever stop
Or should we continue tracking score
While the children have panic attacks
Being compared to numbers on stats
Wassup with that
Tryna figure it out
Before things head south
What’s this all about
sh#t is getting the ground
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