Six

By POWMC

Released on May 2, 2017

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My penance is pen to paper no pendants 

For sins and capers 

A sentence is wine and wafers repentance that tends to taper

Transcendence is often latent Acceptance is fine for later

Just venting over nurture thank virtue my natures greater

What's the fuckin point of of livin so much fear and frustration 

All I wants an explanation to lower these expectations

I'm Often agitated by basic homeostasis

Societal obligations i hate em they're always baseless

Basically they raise your wages in vain because inflation 

Which makes it quite frustrating for making them monthly payments

But without that piece of paper containing my grade and major

That's states I graduated from college deserving placement 

I have no designation so slaving for minor payment 

Summation of worthless checks and this debt is my enslavement 

But now I gotta face that my place is facing defacement 

Expropriation of space is the case what am I saying 

Gentrification for the laymen see your rent they raise it

To Make it so you can't pay it to force you out on the pavement 

They place you in public havens and claim that it's you their saving  

Then say that your displacement was based on your own abasement

I can't fucking take it these flagrant

Violations 

Outrageous degrading nature from most of these corporations 

That operate with predation to divvy up the whole nation oh

In segments based on resources and places  No one can save us 

Who says we wanted saving I spend my days mostly waiting

Complaining about my purpose and place every waking

Moment I'm engaging my nature that makes me crazy

Debating if I should call it and take my place as forsaken

But Fuck it who's got the patience so pass me the hash I'm blazing

I pray for fate to take shape and replace the hate with elation

I'd hasten the pace I'm taken but don't know the destination

I do know that time is wasting so drop a dot and embrace it

Verse 2

Be it intelligent outline or refined by the    sands of time

Don't be so inclined to assign the design divine 

Pay no nevermind to the mind that relies on shrines  

It's a paradigm that's confined to the kind who lie 

And I'm the kind who minds so aside with the asinine

Is it useless to remind that we bide our time just to die 

Only me myself and I coincide on your ties that bind 

Cause Your Caught up in the grind of the climb but don't know why 

You just covet stuff you should try and comfort each other 

But fuck it it's not enough I'm not judgin I run for cover 

When judgment ever comes up but fuck ems what I discovered 

Cause nothin really is what you ever thought that it was and 

There's Nothing repugnant pundits will not instruct us to suffer 

So pucker up ya chump here's a cluster fuck for your supper 

Trump supports the upper crust so your mother will not be covered 

No justice there is just us republic under construction

Incumbents Neglect to mention discussions they had with Russians 

Corrupted destructive judges are puppets up on their budgets

And papers that publish rubbish in place of corruption coverage 

But Discussing repercussions is something They're not accustomed 

 

The path to Copacetic will Fuck you up if you let it 

Don't test it my whole perspective is questing through introspection 

The message that I'm presenting is question your own subjective

Judgment may be projecting reflections that need correction

Under current conditions this structure is lackin luster 

I shutter at all the suffering that's given by those who govern 

They function to force injunctions until your son is another 

Statistic up in the system a number that's used for funding 

Struggling single mothers their families deconstructing 

But The busted justice systems reluctant to make adjustments

New schism is private prisons for nothin but tax deductions 

But fuck em I've grown accustom to cussing over percussions