[Verse]

The words, the birds

Its something about the birds

The wing-tipped shoes don’t fly without courage

I’m dead inside

Trying to harness the power within curse

The search within the mind

Has the lonely part tide

Shit's wild, the membranes fried

Live from the nausea nasal passage

Height doesn’t phase us after width

Cold hard steal hits home and dust half of this

Shit, I’m trying to fly away

Can’t stay next to the pathway

Gotta distance myself

It ain’t good for my health

Or if I had wealth, I’d leave

And fly south

But I’m not able

The chairs can’t support my unstable steed

Mental space

It’s a race to reach the pace

Set by previous generations

Aided by a regressing mental patience

Save us isn’t an option

Take caution when headed back North

Support is highly advised

Take wise

And pay heed

Cause the devilish deed is flying next to me

Don’t apply for the exit fee

Ax to Fleece

Free the people

We’re not the equal

See through glass forced concussion

Get to steppin to lessen the lesson

Bless them who make it so far

Cause they still show scars

As far as I’m concerned

I learned from the test

Not the best to ever do it

If you teachin, prove it

Rule shit, got me alarmed

Bottom of the food chain crust

Eating scraps thrown in cigarette butts

Instead of starve

Dead bodies float in ocean’s arms

Darwin’s farm