Fruity loop, fruity loop, going through the game like a hula hoop.
Nutrients, nutrients, enjoying each of these produced ingredients.
Feeling energetic; (yea) I'm feeling engaged, busting through the door like I'm Luke cage.
Fruity loop turn me eccentric, without it that'd be problematic.
I'd go ecstatic, I'd go psychotic, for fruity loop is what I call my narcotics.
I be popping all the colors,  I be doing what some say is improper.
But **** them for they blue collar, man I can't stand this hypocritical scholars. (Yep,yep) Uh, huh got to catch me a chopper. Whoa, yea for i got no time to lower myself to these **** toddlers. (Yeah)
Got to keep myself super cereal, for fruity loops my favorite meal.
Breakfast, Lunch and dinner. So what if they deem me a sinner.
(Yeah) I said Breakfast, Lunch and dinner. So what if they call me a sinner.
I ain't ashamed, (yea) I ain't no longer going keep myself chained. (Nope,Nope)
Imma keep doing me, Imma be free, so ******* if you can't stand me!
Ain't no body got time for that, (Yea) Fruity loop the only one that have my back!
Fruity loop, fruity loop, going through the game like a hula hoop.
Nutrients, nutrients, enjoying each of these produced ingredients.
Feeling energetic; (yea) I'm feeling engaged, busting through the door like I'm Luke cage.
Fruity loop turn me eccentric, without it that'd be problematic.
I'd go ecstatic, I'd go psychotic, for fruity loop is what I call my narcotics.

Look God I respect you cause I’m apart your creation, but I can’t stand you because of these other creations. Contradiction brings hypocritical fallacies; but we used to it because it has become routine. For rational choice has burst out into a smoke screen. Blurred lines with desires of evergreen; dulled minds dumping countless bodies down the ravine... All in order to chase their own dreams; using others as the back bone for a chance of riches from the slot machine.

So Who should I be routing for? How do I know which route I am supposed to be running; because I been going through all these different doors. Free will has caused us to be a cancer, for we decided to become our own masters. Trying to make others our subservient's, for one has to be inferior and the other superior and impervious... More like ignorant and intolerant, but we don’t teach that as it strays away from our liberal fundaments.

Hold up cut the ****! For I’m not ready to fold up or give up and submit. Yawl must think I’m a dim wit ya nit wits; give ya the coup de grace like I was prince devitt. I am human after all, so apart of me is deviant; it’s just a gene that’s prominent. Nothing I can do but do the best I can; for if I do my duty according to plan then maybe others can grow and understand. Education erases discrimination, and education also replaces false perceptions and slowly breaks apart our pseudo-nation.

It's my job as a poet and as a rapper to evoke messages, for without messages songs become meaningless. So come along and watch me change our delusional mind sets, for the reason I do this is because I grew up listening to OG's and their different projects. Like them I got passions and dreams; just like them I want to cut through this calamity through the seams. Guiding lost souls to achieve their own passions and dreams, for suicide rates are too **** high so I hope my words intervene. For word's can make a difference; can somebody get me a witness?

This isn't a place for haters, this isn't a place for fakers, and this isn't a place for manipulators. I only want like minded people willing to hear what I have to say, and I pray that we can move forward to  better days.  For this pseudo-nation has hindered us and stopped us in our tracks, so how can we try going different routes when we glued to these tracks. However, this glue is an illusion; there isn't anything chaining us down man; all that is truly hindering us is our own ignorant self-righteous delusions.

Women viewed as objects.
Men can't cry unless they're weak.
Women get paid less than men.
Men are on the front lines of war.
Women commercials convey 1950 views; that suggests women should stay in the house.
Men are looked as the villain when it comes to getting custody and in the eyes of the law.
Two-sides of the coin but we blinded cause we only see from our points of view.
We are all the victims so the problem must be with you?
But really we are our own problems for we caused this to be ingrained into society.
All because of cultural norms that were established thousands of years ago that only helps a minority of notoriety.

Onward fellow man.
Work becomes easier when combing hands.
Through narrow needle of cooperation.
For flesh of man brings corruption.
Equality for all means just that.
Accepting differences instead of stabbing each other in the back.
Work done together helps everyone.
Work divided in more or less pay than others hinders everyone.
Onward fellow man.
Work becomes easier when combing hands.

From young beckons change.
From old beckons wisdom.
Understanding is what makes us unique and special.
We can learn from both instead of clashing.
Time to find a middle ground so that future generations don't suffer.

Surely Shirley didn’t mean to offend.
Author did she not refrain from abusing authority?
Look clearly for thou be blind!
Cruelty reeped from honesty & dignity
Blasted blasphemy! Thou art a rotten rind!
Were she worthy as some man, thy wouldn’t have chopped the hand.
Double standards fluctuate & permeate this society.
Thine eyes be blurry; for thou be blind!
Penalty penalizing from priveledge mentality.
On what basis did we bastardize women kind?

Come hither heather from out your heath.
For a heroine on ****** leads to death.
Play time is over; call for the curtains to end the play.
Fiend to friend juxtaposing friend to fiend.
Wave crashing over and over again.
Soft the blow but ends with deadly effect.
When poison enters into the subject.
Poor moral fool that wastes the precious gift.
Why shalt thou theft from good? And make faith shift!
Foul serpent that submitted even the wisest of men.
Pray thy spirit find peace; adou amen!