Seeking the truth,Beyond the fact of what I say in the booth
Always pickin up cases,Sorta like the men in business suites
Born to world with gods plans,Trying to Figure out the new lands
But whats fuck up man,Countries fighting over dumbshit,'God Damn'
Vision the future of love ones,But why cant I grasp fact they died
Sent to heaven way past the sky,Sorta made me Open My Eyes wide
Still picture my face reaction,Threw myself down with anger passion
The exact day and place,Phone ringing ready to tell what happened
And really I aint fed up with shit like that,Its Gods will
Like when Katrina hit,thousands killed,and numbers keep rising still...
Take a moment and pause,And try to wonder why for all this cause
The government sellin products that kill,Just for money and profit
People havin to pay for taxes,'Like the US aint makin enough of it'
Teens revolving around drug abuse,Principle not making an effort
The world is fucked up with obvisious proof,why we gotta suffer