my crews unseen like mayors who hand change/
to homeless men during their electoral campaigns/
contacts and stamp names/
federal rights you abide, ice storms or stand glazed/
rainy days, city lamps, peoples plight to survive/
everyday's the damn same, comportion life of my size/
thinking about escaping my matrix, hard to explain land thru optic change/
freeze forests to high rise, money switch, thats why its pocket change/
life is secondary, seems the main objective is profit range/
get defined by how you look or sound, seen us up and down like stock exchanges/
you got six flips like greedy jockeys, some cant even afford coffee grains/
some take what they dont have, unless they smelling this money to fall for fame/
they the ones who out to stick you like exterior hockey games/
better yet, its reining currency, i aint fed like the lottery/
riches are hard to obtain, my fams devine like aristrocracy/
draw pictures to depict a larger terrain, and forgien policies/
peace, my heart sustains for lifeless corpses, of course its part of the remain/
to lose your life on this Earth, for what its worth, every move has its " had to be "/
vanities, and imparities, the worlds gone mad like the magazine/
trying to get rid of those who fulla shit like enemas, i breathe presistent/
they all sick, these mcs got premedical assisstances/
as far as corporate lies, children die, for stocks to reach the high/
my uncivilization...Iraqi street lives