Perspective

I have a test for me
Trying to flow for free

Bouncin' my head to the beat and sending my fingers on a stomping spree
Thought of youth of the future and think nothing more than a mis-guided plea

Wanting everything easy and get paid for free
Respect taken and not earned this I cannot see

It seems this mis-guided path is made to believe that no one is as real as real as one
But what happened to respect for all instead of one

It's time to put me within a frame and put it in a museum
Because nothing is going to be as what it seems

Everyone now seems to see things in a small view
If I can flow and rep my side with vocals just to show what I can do

I would make an album and get it Platinum
Show the world what to be armed with instead of strapin' em

One day you'll see a portrait of me
Shows what I think destiny should be

Living off the people and making them live in a better place to be
So give me something to do so I can prove the old world isn't new to the

I grew up in a world of feelings detached yet I still feel
SO, what makes them say I ain't real?

What do they teach in school
It seems like nothing is taught and we are raised to be fools

What is ignorance if not to be blissful
Seeming the only way to be blissful is to hold a pistol

People strive to be free
Looking for fame and trying to find greed

Yet I sit on a secret waiting for it to be free
So these kids can be raised to view a destiny to not settle for a plea

Our future is left in the hands of the predecessor
But what happens when the line is met and the intelligence happens to be lesser

Our weakest link is our young but what can we do when the fighting is never done
Don't be scared of me because you will see and silence me and my only son

Raise your hands

Raise your hands to me and show how this world can be
This world to live as a better place isn't made to be impossible if you can see

So raise your hands

Raise them and be joined by me