You were like a dove,
Flying above,
Soaring through my dreams.
It’s like I was living in a fantasy.
That wouldn’t end.
But, one can only pretend for so long.

And I used to think,
you were the one for me.
And I used to think,
We were perfect,
But I now know...
But I now know...

You really think!
I wouldn’t realize!
Those succubus eyes?!!!
You really think!
You could hide what was really inside?!!!
All along?!!
Gnawing at brain,
Polluting my veins,
This isn’t love!
This is insane!
You are the bane,
To my existence!
How could I permit this!
My emotions have become so twisted!

I love you,
I hate you!
I can’t really believe you!
You dug out my heart!
And expect me to say thank you?!!!

I love you,
I hate you!
I can’t really blame you!
Yet you spit on my corpse!
And expect me to apologize to you?!!!
No, thank you!

You are more like a raven,
Lurking in the darkness,
Embedding my head with nightmares,
It’s like I’m living in hell,
And this punishment won’t end!
If only I could pretend that everything is ok,
Just a little longer!

And I used to think,
you were the one for me.
And I used to think,
We were perfect,
But I now know...
But I now know...

I love you,
I hate you!
I can’t really believe you!
You dug out my heart!
And expect me to say thank you?!!!

I love you,
I hate you!
I can’t really blame you!
Yet you spit on my corpse!
And expect me to apologize to you?!!!
No, thank you!

Somber meadows.
Rivers full of tears.
Longing for a halo.  
Blistering winds whispering fears.

Grey sky withers.
Eye sockets eaten out by critters.
With earth that once birthed life,
Now bearing death.

I remember when the birds used to chirp.
I remember when one reaped how they worked.
I remember when Love was forever.
I remember the times we were together.

Why did the grass on the other side, have to look so much better?
Why did our foundation of brick turn into glass?
Why, oh why?
Did our paths sever?
When, oh when?
Did I become so lost?
Why do choices have to have a cost?

Sitting in these somber meadows.
With a river full of tears.
Longing for a halo.
Blistering winds whispering fears.

Being torn apart,
With weights I can’t bear,
Being torn apart,
With you no longer near.

My heart used to drift through the winds like petals,
My dreams used to reach the highest castles.
My love used to boil over like a kettle,
So, abundant for someone that was so special.

Where did my fairytale go?
What ever happened to happily ever after?
It’s like I’ve lost my very soul.
It’s like my life has become a natural disaster.

Red used to be the colour of love.
Now it’s been tainted.
With two-half’s out for each other’s blood.
Sour this taste is.
With loyalty forsaken.
Bringing tears to the doves.

My heart once red has now turned black.
Eradicated feelings burned like diesel.
Fulling the fires of heartbroken people.
With Darkened and broken glass pieces.
All that is left of our castles.

Wondering where did my fairytale go?
What ever happened to happily ever after?
It’s like I lost my very soul.
It’s like I’m living a natural disaster.

Hook:
They say divided we fall,
United we stand,
In a land of freedom,
Where no one lends a hand!
And, if we stay blinded,
How can we ever learn to understand?

Verse 1:
Grew up in the projects,
Just a subject of circumstances,
Sentenced to a life,
That’ll never be filled with roses.
All I’m left with is the thorns,
Barred from the suburbs, by white picket fences,
And if I ever step out of line,
I’ll end up arrested!
(****)
Heading off to a school,
Filled with metal detectors,
Heading off to a school,
With run-down classroom centres.
With no money for pool water,
With no money for computers,
With no money for highly educated teachers,
With no money for restorative features.

Hook:
They say divided we fall,
United we stand,
In a land of freedom,
Where no one lends a hand!
And, if we stay blinded,
How can we ever learn to understand?

Verse 2:
Grew up in the suburbs,
Where everything is neat and structured,
Sentenced to a life,
That’ll always be pampered.
All I’m left with is whipping my own ***.
Unbarred from no fences, with no issues when venturing upward.
And if I ever step out line,
Honestly, I would be fine.
As I have enough money to escape any fine.
(Haha)
Heading off to a school,
Filled with pocket protectors,
Heading off to a school,
With exceptional classroom centres,
With gigantic swimming quarters.
With top of the line computers,
With the most renowned and qualified teachers,
With enough money to always do renovating features.

Hook:
They say divided we fall,
United we stand,
In a land of freedom,
Where no one lends a hand!
And, if we stay blinded,
How can we ever learn to understand?

Pots of clay that later turn to dirt.
People made from earth.
The circle of life, that's how it works!

Are we truly insignificant?
Do we actually have to repent?
In a world where men are told to be superman,
But usually end up like Clark Kent,
In a world where girls are told to stick to the kitchen,
Why can't they believe they can be like Wonder women?
A lot get bent up about this ****,
A lot forget that it's okay to have dent's.
That it's okay to not be perfect,
However, our current societal norms be killing us.
With expectations that can't ever be achieved.
With pressures to conform succeed in what is perceived,  
Perceived as what is right or wrong,
Which is defined by the esteemed,
By the white male privileged agenda,
So, I implore ya don't conform to their propaganda!
So, I ask you to stand up and fight.
Because who in the hell gave them to deem wrong from right?
The same ones who came like a thief in the night.
And not only stole other people's lands but also their rights.
That enslaved others, and controlled people by using fright.
Fright that they might be killed if they don't give up and quit.
Quit speaking up, quit protesting, quit surviving and making a living.
Because in the white man's view, minorities shouldn't be happy, After-all they aren't even human beings.
Even though we are all like pots of clay,

Pots of clay that later turn to dirt.
People made from earth.
The circle of life, that's how it works!

What's wrong with wanting to be equal?
When God created us all equal?
And even if you don't believe in God,
at the end of the day we are all people.
We are all pink on the inside,
We all have strengths and weaknesses,
but if we work together instead of persecuting each other.
This earth can have a rebirth.

Hook:
In the land of the ******,
Most can’t understand,
In the land of the ******,
Someone will always have the upper hand!
Verse 1:
Going minimalistic because I’m treated as autistic,
****, I Shouldn’t have been vaccinated!
Sadistic savage ain’t faded by these jaded racists.
Is this really how I’m supposed to live?
Knowing one’s place is cased with fabricated waste.
Sniffing chase, guess my shoes aren’t the only thing that’s laced.
Fabricated story, got to jest those that get in my face.
Faced demons man.
But this ain’t no horror story.
Who’d ever believe that the same one gangbanging now used to be the same one who read bible stories.
But it is scary that the dominant society tries so hard to put me through the crematory.
All because I don’t conform to their categories.
Rolling in shadow alley ways rapping allegory’s,
With poeish ravens cawing nevermore,
Man I sure love popping these mollies.
I’m probably the most faulty person out there but yet kids still look up to me.
But I’m not a jolly green giant anymore,
And rapping like this is the only way to build up my repertoire.
For most are only interested in my flow,
They not too interested in being able to grow.
Or to be educated and live out a humble modest life like my brother from another mother j cole.
Hook:
In the land of the ******,
Most can’t understand,
In the land of the ******,
Someone will always have the upper hand!

I put the sharpen on em,
I hear the choppers coming,
Can’t eraser the past,
Everyone think I’m high off something. (X2)

Catch a vibe, I’m bumping.
Match with left swipe, I’m thirsty!
Oil up the pipe, I’m gushing.
My girl play my trumpet as good as Cindy Bradly.
So you bet imma be going down her pipe, like I’m jump man!
(Mario sound effects)
Popping the cherry off,
Got her yelling mozel tov!
Bringing down her walls, like I’m Gorbachev.
Sensual tingling heat, blasting out like a Molotov.
Fronting like a boss, spending cash mischievously!
Disrupting the masses, by saving music
Obviously.
And a lot be hating, but they just mad that they can’t understand me.
Because my lyrics go over their heads g.
So, I wont apologize for spreading the truth homie!
And I may never win a Grammy,
But I don’t need trophies to prove I’m the greatest g!
For my lyrics be piercing,
Are you listening?
Or do I need to put the sharpen on ya?

I put the sharpen on em,
I hear the choppers coming,
Can’t eraser the past,
Everyone think I’m high off something. (X2)

Catch a vibe, ya tripping!
I’m not in my right mind, I’m slipping.
Pull out the lean, I’m sipping!
Oh, lord please have mercy.
My vision getting blurry.
And If it ever comes back, find out where’s Perry?
I’m immediately regretting this decision, like I’m Ron Burgundy.
Can’t **** my struggles away like Timmy’s fairies.
If only real life could let up,
When I scream parley.
Who knew pirates had better morality than society eh?
Can’t it see I’m just living on a prayer like I’m Bon Jovi?
And just when life starts giving me a push, I get robbed like Kofi.
It only takes 5 seconds for things to go Nagasaki.
If only things could roll off me like I’m Rolie polie Olie.
If only I could hit three pointers as good as Steph curry.
Or be as funny as Bill Murray.
But as long as you fans still support me,
That enough for me.
And if you hate me, I might have to put the sharpen on thee.

I put the sharpen on em,
I hear the choppers coming,
Can’t eraser the past,
Everyone think I’m high off something. (X2)