we are not the same ill put shame to blame
the flame eternal burns on tame brains who become acclaimed
im unclaimed, not for this shit you turn to
unclosed reposed constrict the fulcrum
strangling my inner thoughts forcing me to oppose you
Decomposed youths which are losing truths is what I shone you al capone knew
that by keeping yourself closed in a phone booth will be like leaving yourself with a bone to
pick your right tooth and flick the afterthoughts on a fuckin tone mute
rap cant be blamed its just some bull shit that you and life have atoned to
so Ive grown to, live and learn givin shots for freedom
Undeniable deeds only few have ever seen it.this is so you know.