Poetry & Politics

[Verse 1] Their vision, is fucking up my focus I'm on borrowed time I don't own it Because even when your scene ends Nothing doesn't stop The cameras keep rolling Just keep walking & talking They'll comment on your progress The critisms are just part of the process When you start looking for validation Thats when you start losing yourself Have you noticed They words we speak are forever Yet alot of time they're getting lost in the moment Conversating with closed minds Won't make doors open So we got to play games & come to terms that we don't control it Stop moaning Becuase there is a wall that we are all going to hit I just brace myself as i rapidly aproach it [Verse 2] Your giving yourself But the sales is what they want Becuase the numbers don't lie Its the handwriting of gods You've got money now & you can buy things But at what cost? Blinded by the neon dreams that they sold you You've lost sight of where you from Now things ain't how they once was Poetry & politics We live it They make money from it Cut up the cultures that they are borrowing Can't you see whats wrong with it? We ain't playing to win Look at all of these digital sins Is how things remain This unfair power exchange