He said yo
I thought you spit it freestyle
I said nah
I wish
Maybe someday
But it struck a smile to my face
That Mancini took the time to watch
And listen to the words I conveyed
In an attempt to relate
And isn't that what we all do each day
Try establishing connections
Human to human
A notion known as humane
It makes the most mundane
Seem less boring and more creative
Nurturing each other
As we all fake being okay
My generation conditioned
By the elder generation
Has limited our productivity
As we confidently detest previously accepted history
And those who fear change
Stay confined to their circles
Or bubbles
Or rooms
Looking outward instead of inward
As their demons consume them whole
We pay taxes as our tolls
On this road of life
Unless you're part of the one percent
Then your payments are light
Your wallet ain't so tight
And that could be a consequence of hard work
But I believe it's just a phrase they use
To mask the corruption
Like Bane in the second Dark Knight
We are presented with a moment
To right the ship
That is currently sinking
Between our fingertips
Like a hand full of sand
I'm just a man
Trying to become the man
Says Steven Smaw
And I miss you dude
And our late night talks
It reminds me how blessed I am
To see through scams
As I surround myself with those of intellect
And people who can actually dribble a ball
With their left hand
See
I'll always go right
To the hole
Pass along the baseline
As Monty slaps a three
All eyes on me
I'm the loud one
Yelling loudly
While everyone around you
Kills you silently
It's synonymous
With American politics
Except it's just a persona for me
And America is notoriously known
For judicial inequality
I try to steer clear of voicing myself
Ya never know who's listening
Like an elf on a shelf
Wait
Who am I kidding
I don't care who's got their head shaking
I see what I see
And what I see
Is a bunch of fake ass officials
Crumbling fumbling
Blabbering like a brook in a creek
So I must speak these words
That come to me
Because any other outcome
Would be a total travesty
I don't profess
To have the answers
Of this imbalanced metric of personal propriety
But I'd never lie to y'all
If I dared not lie to me
Ya see
I'd rather squeeze lemon juice in my eye
Rip off my toes
And hobble around like a baby duck
I'm past the point of giving a f*ck
About things that don't directly benefit me
Call me selfish
That's fine
Fact of the matter is
We only have this one life to cherish
So why spend it any other way
Than with your voice
And letting the world hear it