LAZY EYEZ :

Fuck it I don't wanna complain bun up again,
Stop bugging like nothing has changed loving the rain,
Straight thugging street hustle for change,
Cuss the Ye like bring back my brother for days,
Fucking insane how you'd take that fake chaps get no love,
Popo told to hold those drugs and get thrown up,
Corrupt no fm raid the house to press them,
Depressed stressed acted the best like the west end,
My chest flex to hold it rest act like all bless,
Not all bless my boy's behind the law's halls can't talk less,
See him on the beat more thoughts caught in the vortex,
Form storms and walk forth forming a fourth head,
Cause your pores to ignore water like gore-tex,
Poor author paused his war mourning the Corn ends what more then,
Force ahead seems awkward and called hate,
Governments a ball ache I'm crawling making more love,
Worlds pour out of me like fountains in a drowning sea,
Your doubting ain't clouding the proud amount we about to seek,
No boundaries my sound relieves the rowdiest of squared up,
Brayers tough looking for a fair game of where's love,
Stay scared and wear what they give to you,
Rep their image of their supreme being pay for their revenues,
Say that you're pressing true but stressing over petit moves,
Like who's dude's hoodie looks better when the weather's blue,
Crescent moon you're all incomplete,
Sinking deeper in depression whilst you're thinking what he thinks of me,
Missed the beat stay dreaming of the living fees,
Mister clean thinks it's good 'cause it isn't cheap,
Drifting free whilst you're posting it on Instagram,
Vision of this modern day hippy in his hipster van,
Listen man nothing social about their written plan,
To disengage the rhythm of the system sitting in your hand,

HOOK :

When we’ve got nothing left to say,
That’s the point that we’ll call it a day,
If we don’t stand tough even when the lands rough there’ll be nothing but a smudge of hope left on our planet's dust,

TOK. :

This universe seems rehearsed to me, 
It's spitting writtens when it said that it would verse a free, 
Souls stolen through holes grown open, 
Controls potent to those who appose motion,
The deceit runs deeper than the ocean, 
Designed to keep us seated in a system that is broken,
Conceited elitist treating your lives as tokens,
Gambling chips to throw. The casino's open,
United we stand, while they demand quotients, 
We aren't divisible it is the simplest of notions,
Municipal rituals killing spirit with a potion,
That's Force fed to littlens through principals we show them, 
We need to teach em the skills to get through every day,
Not put empaphis or pressure on whether they're getting paid, 
Do this and do that to get there and buy that, 
I'd love to say that money don't expand your life span,
But it does. Organic products in the shop are one price above,
Foods sprayed with pesticides so they stay plush,
Then filled with MSG so you don't think you ate enough,
And the research is faked so you don't know what it does, 
To get a home is a miracle so I'm seeing doves,
But I can promise that you aren't defined by stuff,
I'll be damn honest you only have One life to love,
Individuality belittled by the trickling of fake knowledge,
That starts at school But takes hold as they approach college, 
For the people around me it seems too late, 
My generation appear to be in a fugue state, 
Slipping from person to person, 
Confused by the many identities they're rehearsing, 
Living by the morals that they've been taught, 
Distinguishing themselves based hollow looks that can be bought 
From any store, 
This seasons style is think less buy more,
With great power comes great corruption, 
Putting the price of a life down for the sake of mass production,