I am

December 4, 2015

I am the young mind

That scopes in hope

for the resurrection Of society

I am lyrical bound

To the demons that surround

The old soul inside of me

Conformed

Like im being gunned down

And kids are playing with guns now

So im backed up

And i know this track sucks

Cause its not the repetitive mantra

Of face down a** up

Just trying

to build my class up

Not scamming

Cause im busy cramming

Im just trying to pass f*ck !

And they say im not as deep as i need to be

Too dense in a sense

That i feel that im not free to be

Because i am the bridge that connects the ether

Out of mind out of sight soul keeper

Dreams so elaborate

I became a heavy sleeper

My only outlet

Is this creature inside of me

That feeds off of my imagination

And projects insecurities only i can see

And makes me second guess

About the intelligence of my generation

Because we have a destructive ignorance

That will ruin the nation

I am an endanger species

Not the one that spits gold plated feces

My words cut so deep they could kill

Because i am one of the few that is real

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