[Verse 1]

I’m the creepy guy in the trench coat following you

The homeless guy on the side of the freeway bothering you

I tried to signal, but you didn't pay me no mind

Now I call like a bill collector 'til you pay me on time

…. I've got the skill to describe your morphogenetic field

And yet and still go back to the math for a better thrill

We took all of our collective forces and unified it

You read the bible, and that isn't even pseudoscience

You think I’m afraid of Islam like I’m shook nervous?

I’ll torch a Quran with my lyrics fuck a book burning

These blacks accept the religion of the slave master...

But they wouldn't accept it if you were a gay rapper?

Why is it when we want to move forward

We face backwards?

Our community’s sick, religion the main factor

You have such a problem with gays and transsexuals

What if I told you that we were trans-intellectuals?

You’d probably flip, deny that you’re a member

Call for those who think like me, to be dismembered

….something you picked up from a former era

Spreading religious love in the form of terror

Pipe down

Pick up a book right now

Of an opposing view you might find out

...everything ain't you what you thought it was

There are no others everyone’s apart of us

[Hook]

There’s just an illusion of something different

The very reason they keep telling you something’s missing

But whatever it IS you won’t get from one religion

I hate to break it to you, get your coat summer’s ending...

(summer's ending)

There’s just an illusion of something different

The very reason they keep telling you something’s missing

(something's missing)

But whatever it IS you won’t get from one decision

I hate to break it to you, get your coat summer’s ending...

(summer's ending)

[Verse 2]

There’s only so many legal moves

When you've seen the rules

You wonder how they have so many people fooled

I never thought when I was young in class

That I would be scribbling in chalk on the walls of the underpass

Some might ask, how’d it happen? How’d you get there?

Most people thinkin' I’m just yapping when I sit there

And just stare

At traffic rapping just to get their

Half a second of attention span as they spend years

Rentable, to the highest bidder in a bidding war

Disappear from 9-5 then act like I’m invisible

Pitiful, wannabe pimps, players, and centerfolds

In it for the cash and status and yet they miserable

...I’m not homeless I’m just off the grid

Be happy if I was on it I’d be off’n kids

I think the problem is, we ain't being honest

I’d rather live like shit then pay for shadow conflicts

We ain't broke it’s the system that is broken

This->is a modern day plantation and you know it

Manufactured patriotism

Makes asking questions about secretive initiatives

Just as dangerous as seals on a secretive mission

Secret prisons people still in

Even paranoid transients see the villains

Sure I hear voices

Telling me inhale the weed and always peer forward

Wandering this scorched earth

....just looking to score something to eat

Get out of the rain, a blanket, and somewhere to sleep

...wondering if this alley and box is going to pan out

All you see is another grown man with his hand out

...nothing to my name except for some books

While the cops watch everybody except for the crooks

...and the people left on the hook, be like “ho-hum”

Plus they get to pay for it too. This is so dumb

A balancing act with peace as the fulcrum

But what would I actually know?

I’m just some smelly old bum

Dig through old crates feeding on bread crumbs

Just another mother’s broken son who’s head’s gone

........fumbling a basket mumbling some racket

Under that bridge, where a normal man becomes a savage

One man’s peace is another’s madness

You keep the illusion, I’ll just settle for a jacket

[Hook]

There’s just an illusion of something different

The very reason they keep telling you something’s missing

But whatever it IS you won’t get from one religion

I hate to break it to you, get your coat summer’s ending...

(summer's ending)

There’s just an illusion of something different

The very reason they keep telling you something’s missing

(something's missing)

But whatever it IS you won’t get from one decision

I hate to break it to you, get your coat summer’s ending...

(summer's ending)