Blind - Intellectual

This year be moving fast like a feline

Last year at this point I thought everything would be fine

Can’t believe we didn’t see signs

All the problems in the world weren’t any more than benign

Would give anything to go back to those free times

Used to be seeing dollars but now I only see dimes

Devil’s been lurking, he’s trying to get me to resign

Well screw that man, I decline

Thought I could wait it out but that’s too long

There’s no second chance in life, no gulag

We need some new laws, I need to cool off

I’m Myles Garrett with this heat, you’re Mason Rudolph

So now I’m a champion like the girls who play for UCONN

Of course there’s things I can improve on

But for the haters that I’ll prove wrong

I’ll make sure in 20 years I won’t be sleeping on no futon — Instead I’ll be

Thriving man forget coronavirus man there’s people out here dying but you know I’ll be surviving

Never dead, was just reviving, cuz I won’t ever stop fighting

It’s my turn I’m just arriving, you keep hating, I’ll keep smiling

You keep wasting, I’m providing

Yeah it shouldn’t be surprising, listen to me while I’m rhyming

All the things I am describing, I speak truth, I’m never lying

At this point ain’t even trying, it’s so natural when I’m writing

Sometimes I feel like I’m flying

But you know I gotta keep myself humble

Don’t wanna make it to the end zone just to fumble

Sometimes it can be hard, sometimes it’s a puzzle

But I’ll end up winning like I’m Booker in the bubble

So from this point forward, I’m obsessed

No more sitting around, no more being depressed

No more complaining 'bout how my life’s a mess

That stuff is old now, come on, give it a rest

(Melody)

I can’t see where we are gonna be…

I don’t know where we’re gonna go…

Am I free if I can’t breathe?

Back the blue with our debris

All the freedom we should see

And we still end up below

On a knee, we’re still demeaned

They back the blue with our debris

[Bridge]

Every action has an equal opposite reaction

And our leaders in action is traction to further his faction

Agenda surrounding subtraction, increasing the industry ration

Subpoenaed, just like a hyena, the coward is leaving, he’s missing in action

The fractions are growing, they’re big on the bottom

The denom is squaring, no simple or common

Look right and then left like I’m Mr. Roboto

Their plot on each other is shot after shot after shot

After shot after shot

No answers just stirring the pot

One side hoping the other will rot and then cave in

They save ‘em, that’s not how it’s sought

Compromise, they break the ties

And use their eyes, see the truth and hear the cries

As he dies and she dies they devise the demise

Of the lies, no longer being paralyzed in their own skin

You not even ready for what’s coming, you locked in?

You know I’ll be posin’ Noah Rosen no shots in

Majlak clocked in, world turned upside down

You could hear the drop of a...

*pin drop* Why are people always hating on the fact that

Others are discriminating and equating all their actions?

I don’t want to be berating on all the weakening in the acting

I can’t even see why people don’t find these stories distracting

“Sidd

You’re a brown kid living in a white world

There is nothing a privileged brutha can’t afford"

If that’s really what you think, you see:

This is why you will never get it, no matter my social status

I’m gonna be called pathetic, or manic, or loser, or headache

A predetermined medic, dream is high pathetic, unapologetic

Foreign apathetic, US diuretic, semi-automatic

Practically bubonic, dealing all the chronic, culture is ironic

Different tune harmonic, leading catastrophic, radical Islamic

Addict on narcotics, all my fault tectonic, it’s toxic, and I…