Remember, there's always tomorrow
Uh uh, uh, uh uh, uh
We rapping tonight, I had to remake this beat
My spirits are lifted, I'm gifted with tunnel vision
Laser focused on my vision, living each day to its limit
I'm getting shifted without hitting spliffs n'
Stayin clean and mean while giving gifts n'
Trippin when i'm considerin
The time that's passed since I was a little kid
Lucky that my dad never had to do a bid
A stable home and free college tuition
A loving and supporting mother is something that's missing
From a lot of these victims, a lot of these dudes grow up without fathers
And end up becoming martyrs, we don't need any more,
We need to stop the john carvers from committing slaughter upon our wives,
Husbands and daughters, parasites leeching away our free speech
We seem to be following the lead
Of fascists with goatees, men get to bleed
The constitution said something about men being free
But the writers held men in bondage
A hostage to the causes of that oval office
A lawless system for those of us who are richest
Money and bitches from snitches with privilege
While the proles get thrown in ditches
And the rest of us are supposed to be ambivalent
I guess that's the cost of living in the land of the free
If you think that's trash, listen to this screed
We should give back those 40 acres
But our economy chasing paper, what was I saying
We run this place like propaganda of the deed, but what does that mean
I'm screamin like dean, can you rap like me?
Haderach LP, thank you for listening
This title isn't rhetorical by the way
If you can, hit me up, i'm tryna collab