Hunger; I'm stuck where the thunder is thundering
Uttering a younger perspective
I'm projective but affected by collectives
Still selective when it comes to objectives
They come with company with no business to bring
I'm a victim singing intelligence in these developments
With a belly that's empty
Time that's moving against me
Maybe a god had sent me in environments with no enlightenments
Just to test me to get best of me
My legacy definitely remedies student immunities
Communication will resume creation
I'm facing that lunch table where I touch unstable
I'm able to cradle a new form through a few storms
I was true to the children that were built in the passage ways
With a passionate phrase to spit out
Remit was a gift to get out omit of doubt
I emit devout about trust, lust puddles in dust rubble
With a couple of true souls who had knew their goals
Mine is digest these timeless environments
It's lunchtime, and I'm hungry
It's lunchtime, and I'm hungry
It's lunchtime, and I'm hungry
It's lunchtime, and I'm hungry
Play my tape on that projector before they fester
All the wounds I'm tryna heal
My kinda deal, it's complicated
Feels like being operated when I open up
Spoken stuff in cold rectangles to mold the best angles
The kids are obsessed, and forbidden; that's blessed
Dishonesty swarms to form a colony of college fiends
Knowledge brings a lot of false prophesies of none stopping schemes
I beamed all my focus on no bogus
So if your rogus I notice
My opus is in the oceans cause I deal with waves when I feel abrasive
I'm real impatient but got patience seen in my hand
With screens and fans all blowing up
Going up stairs with the flares
Do you see the despair up in these airs?
It's lunchtime, and I'm hungry
It's lunchtime, and I'm hungry
It's lunchtime, and I'm hungry
It's lunchtime, and I'm hungry