what have you become, a person in a circle that's
similar to non, that's cool & you might look
different to some, to me ur the same, just
changed by the brand on a label or tongue of

ya fresh out the box trainers, & that's dumb, I
embrace the cultures, & roll with the fun, but the
system will make you believe ur a chump, & if
ya start thinkin' that you might front, the things

we buy crush, the soul inside us, and the
answer we seek is right beside us, just
hidden by, bitch capitalist tyrants,
designin' people and turnin' um lifeless,

you got your own mind open it up, &
accept everybody no closin' it shut, don't compare
yourself to nobody that's fucked, cus we're
all up shit creek, and got stuck.


we're all the same.

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