Progression

Sons and daughters Stuck at Alters Mothers and Fathers Wantin' Lawyers Kids Ignored The System Scored Treated like Every Other thug Engulfed in district wars Polluted waters Protruding daughters Sons killing brothers and Single files losing order Stop to see What I can be Or what my goals mean to me Others tell me What I need to be Want wisdom So I behave greedily Others want to get some Tell me that's where I need to be Stuck between corrupt and sane Try to stuff this pain Im going on my own path It's real Rough with rain Better than a fake one With sunshine and games No ones going forward I guess I'm alone in this lane