the evil that men do starts between the fetus and seed
And let me tell you,
It’s hard carrying the weight of twenty men being weak at the knees
I cry and plea, a bargain that guarantees acceptance
Except when exception is presented to be relentless
Starving from tension, I crack a tear and shed a smile
Maybe living life backwards will lead me out of denial
A warriors trial, is placed upon my shoulders tonight
Do I speak when I write? Or only speak when I’m right?
Despite the feelings of others, mother, sisters, and brother
I am what I am, I will proceed, I am me, there is no other.

When i make a reference..I dont do it out of Compliance
I speak of Greed that I dont need as a Hazard Prone Alliance
a 7 sin Defiance..Gluttony isnt Pure..or even Unheard of
there's so many peeps in the world..that'd rip ya fuckin shirt Off
every man for themselves..I know I wouldnt Protect you
see before you Kissed my Feet..I'd hit you w/ my Shoe
I'm part of the Hated Few..that keeps their Glory Hidden Away
to leave the rest of the world..looking for Bargains on E-Bay
wot can I say..Nothing?..I suppose I'm the modern day Scrooge
while you're scrimping for Old Airlooms..my bank accounts Huge