Verse 1: Prese Lu

De-activate my pineal gland, back to reality

Then I open my eyes to very poor clarity

So I make a fetal fist to rub off the tears

When light found it's way in I knew my vision is clear

Your wallpaper's brighter than your future without school they say

How does the soul stand formal hypnosis every day?

The idea's good but executed the wrong way

On purpose maybe? I don't know you decide after I tell you this

8 Grade Europeans are more qualified than our Matrics

Westernized education with one-sided politics

You decide

Everybody's got an Einstein mental

You may not be good at math, but excellent with a pencil

This is, the wisdom of an 80yr old going dental

And no, this intellect is not for rental

So take it in please, and roll up your sleeves

Draw weapons of love cause we're the new Da Vinci's

Verse 2: Prese Lu

My ears are itching

I think the governments cooking lies in the kitchen

Kids in classes can't read without glitching

Big names too scared to start snitching

Continuously feeding masses with plastic food to avoid receiving a cold dishing

DNA specialists drop dead suddenly

And they tell us AIDS is just an incurable misery

I say it's An Infection Distributed Subliminally

And Allah continues allowing

When will we stop sitting back frowning

Start getting up and giving a verbal pounding

Before all Africans have barren surroundings

Before our kids text so much they have a subject that teaches writing

Before everybody gets trapped in this web of lies and stripped of their spiritual enlighting

If you don't know about the NWO

Just so you know, unfortunately, you're not alone

Spending a quarter-bill to call a village his home

Yet you're ignorant enough to say you'll never change your vote!

What has this world come to!?

An infant having to deal with hunger before his 1, 2's

Growing up to answer "I want to"

When asked, "Do you wanna stab a peer or 2??"

"Do wanna take a shot of this Jack.D or 2??"

15yrs old and couldn't even count the shots that were his 6ft curfew...

Verse 3: Prese Lu

Hello its the black Aladin seated on fighter jets

Rocking that pyrex to put every single gutter to rest

Now my brain cells start to flex

Generating answers society's mirror complex

All from one, going to one like convex

The absence of brightness just springs darkness

No sin, no bad, we're celestial objects

Hoping to trash the fact that we shine less

But we forgetting that it's all in our conscious

And the law of attraction is free and timeless

Many preached this few take it into context...