I did my part, by staying in.
So effective, bored.
It’s a sacrifice.
The soul is very passionate.
The isolating, the flattening.
Foraging coercion.
For Immuno compromised persons!
Stay in your homes.
Prevent the increase in tombstones!
Then pat yourself on the back.
Knowing all the people you have saved!
Staying in, flattening the curve again.
Outcome, only time will tell.
Feeling relieved I’m not the only one!

And the stupidity will **** us all.
Hoarding toilet paper from the aisles.
But no one else can see.
The effects this has on the elderly.

Social distance, social distance, social distance.
Social distance, social distance, social distance.

Oh, there are arrogant *******, not taking this seriously.
But there are others doing their part.
The nurses and doctors have gone mad.
With people taking all their masks.
But when we cure it all,
The faith will be restored,
Who hopes we will be blessed?
We could start over,
Just cover your mouth when you cough!
It’s that simple.
Now there’s time to watch streaming platforms.
Helpfulness, committed.
To doing what I can.
I’m not the only one.

And the stupidity will **** us all.
Hoarding toilet paper from the aisles.
But no one else can see.
The effects this has on the elderly.

Social distance, social distance, social distance.
Social distance, social distance, social distance.

The limits of the research.
The limits of the research.
The limits of the research.

Fake news outlets (social distance)
Only check AHS, for info (social distance)
Your support to fund research would help (social distance)
Can’t stop the spread (social distance)
If you don’t stay home (social distance)
This is a must (social distance)
I’m not the only one.

And the stupidity will **** us all.
Hoarding toilet paper from the aisles.
But no one else can see.
The effects this has on the elderly.
And the stupidity will **** us all.
Hoarding toilet paper from the aisles.
But no one else can see.
The effects this has on the elderly.

The limits of the research.
The limits of the research.

Hook:
Can’t let the fear hit ya.
Gotta look at the bigger picture.
Can’t let the anxiety hit ya.
Gotta keep reading them scriptures.

Verse 1:
In a world that thrives on disaster,
With people who massacre over toilet paper,
Sometimes I can’t help but to hope for the rapture,
Because people are acting like raptors,
Whose brains are small enough to believe propaganda papers,
Without knowing the facts or looking at the many factors,
That can help or hinder one’s ability to be a survivor,
Just wash your ******* hands, and stay home, this isn’t a favour.
This isn’t a suggestion,
There are things that shouldn’t be questioned,
Don’t be a ******* who hordes, as that will cause another ******* Great Depression!
Especially with the stock market failing and the fact that we were already in recession.
Also, stop stealing masks and gloves away from hospital staff,as they are here to help us in this situation!
Think of your Grandparents, think of people with compromised immune systems!
All I ask is for you to stay home and to keep your distance.

Hook:
Can’t let the fear hit ya.
Gotta look at the bigger picture.
Can’t let the anxiety hit ya.
Gotta keep reading them scriptures.

Verse 2:
Living in a crisis that bombs harder than isis,
With people who flock like sheep which is ******* foolish,
And I no longer find people’s stupidity hilarious,
I’m at the point where I’m furious,
Can’t you see this **** is serious?
Got ask? Are you delirious?
Living in a world where things are cancelled,
I think I’d rather get eaten alive like Gretal and Hansel.
But at the same time going outside is a gamble,
And I’m don’t want to become a vandal,
Stealing a life away from a family member or friend,
God, please let this virus end!
Suspend disbelief by bringing us some relief.
Because our whole world is in grief.
And we are desperately in need of some faith.
Faith that this will end and that we will be safe.

Hook:
Can’t let the fear hit ya.
Gotta look at the bigger picture.
Can’t let the anxiety hit ya.
Gotta keep reading them scriptures.

Verse 1:
This Twisted temptress has tainted my interests,
Trials of the addicted with my purity diminished.
Poor Tortured soul whose child heart has been shattered.
Bruised and battered wondering I even matter.
So,I gets as smashed as my mirror.
As I feel ugly and unworthy of another’s...
Affections, but I am worried that my intentions are that of a sinner.
A component of B.F skinner,
For I am punished for my behaviours,
But life never gave me no ******* favours.
So, was it nature or nurture?
That turned me into this tainted creature?
When I Claim I’m a Christian but don’t even know the scriptures.
Which the enemy uses as means to tear me apart like a vulture.
Scared that as influencer and a leader,
That I may Peter off into the gutter.
And that people will follow me down there.
And I’m just trying my best to not succumb to the fear.
Hook:
Yeah, I’m definitely out of my element,
Exposing all my skeletons,
Wishing I could fly away like a pelican,
But I gots to make sure to not become benevolent.
Yeah, I’m definitely out of my element,
Element, element.
Exposing all my skeletons,
Wishing I could fly away like a pelican,
But I gots to make sure to not become benevolent.

Verse 1:
Strictly speaking with these IV stickens,
I’m not a fan of incisions,
For in the past it was a means for sterilization,
So, I can understand why so many are iffy with vaccinations,
After all, why should we believe that it doesn’t cause autism?
After all, my people were lied to before, which lead to devastation.
Growing up in a system intent on extermination,
Growing up in a environment filled with racism,
Growing up in a nation that sees my people as an infestation,
As an inconvenience that deserves damnation,
With people telling me to go back to my reservation,
Like, I can’t even go shopping without being seen as a villain,
Getting followed or patted down for investigation,
What did I do to deserve being put into this prism?
It’s like a prison,
Trapped in a country torn apart because of colonialism.
And if I succeed is it because of my hard work or is it based off of tokenism?
Just a pat on the back for corporations,
To showcase that they are indeed all about “multiculturalism.”

Hook:
They tell me to inject the needle,
The same ones whose ancestors slaughtered my people,
They tell me to inject the needle,
The same ones who continue to oppress my people.
They tell me to inject the needle,
The same ones who don’t give a **** about my people.

Verse 2:
Yeah, the same ones putting pipelines through indigenous land without permission.
The same ones that stand against Wet’suwet’en.
When the Supreme Court has already found in favour of Wet’suwet’en.
So, why is Canada still using RCMP as a means of attrition?
So, much for reconciliation.
Getting told to check our privilege from an ******* who is a heteronormative Christian Caucasian.
Making over $100,000 dollars and using $900 tax dollars towards subsidization.
So, dear Jason Kenny how about you check your ******* privilege!
The fact that people voted a idiot like you in is depressive.
Especially when the NDP was way more progressive.
Reducing the conservatives selfish expenses.
Like private jets and golf courses,
And putting some of that money towards social services.
Instead of lining their own pockets like the conservatives.
Yet the right wing media biased and undermined these great changes.
And now that they are in power they are cutting social services.
Now that they are in power minorities and natives are again facing persecution.
Now that they are in power the world once again favours heteronormative Christian Caucasians.

Hook:  
They tell me to inject the needle,
The same ones whose ancestors slaughtered my people,
They tell me to inject the needle,
The same ones who continue to oppress my people.
They tell me to inject the needle,
The same ones who don’t give a **** about my people.

Hook:
***** water all through these streets,
***** water poisoning what we eat,
***** water flooding the mind,
Poisoning how we think.
***** water all through these streets,
***** water poisoning what we eat,
***** water flooding the mind,
Gotta be careful what ya drink.

Verse 1:
Uh, Seems like we always in a state of emergency,
In a land of democracy,
Things don’t seem free to me.
It’s like trying to wash our hands in ***** water, g.
Everything has a cost, so tell who going to pay the fee?
It certainly not going to be the dominant society.
For the system was build by and for white people to have superiority.
That demonizes anyone that doesn’t conform to their authority.
Spreading a sense of inferiority over natives and minorities.
And I’m not just talking historically, because these issues persist presently.
Change can’t happen unless one is willing to **** the teet of the majority.
For we live in world that separates based off of hierarchy.
That strips down and overgeneralizes our identities.
Then when one overcomes these disparities they are seen as the unordinary.
The exception to the rule,
Like *** is that supposed to mean?
Think I’m about to lose my sanity, dealing with an uneducated narrow minded humanity.
In a state bombarded with atrocity after atrocity,
Yet people have the audacity to tell us to get over it instantly.
Living in a democracy that doesn’t have time to listen to me,
Living in a world where history repeats,
Perhaps I guess we just can’t get enough of insanity.
It just doesn’t make sense to me?
I thought we were supposed to be evolved,
Yet be so devolved mentally.
Like how can indigenous people asking for clean water cause so much controversy?
For if your province or city didn’t have access to clean water, wouldn’t you worry?
Wouldn’t you start protesting firmly?
All I ask is that yawl start checking your privilege homie.

Hook:
***** water all through these streets,
***** water poisoning what we eat,
***** water flooding the mind,
Poisoning how we think.
***** water all through these streets,
***** water poisoning what we eat,
***** water flooding the mind,
Gotta be careful what ya drink.

Verse 2:
Water is the foundation to survival,
Water can also be a philosophical symbol,
For we all thirst for something,
It’s like we are cursed or something.
Being immersed into desensitization,
Becoming numb to everything.
Needing to wash away what is obstructing.
Blocking the path towards transformation.
As established norms perpetuates discrimination.
Whilst also justifying racism and condemnation.
I didn’t choose to born,
But yet that some how qualifies me for damnation.
Because my skin colour is seen as being sinful, that needs to be put through sanitation.
Becoming guilty on the basis of association.
Which makes it harder to find the equation.
As everyone has different values, beliefs and expectations for how to fix this situation.
***** water sure is a contamination,
Thats been leaking out since creation.
That has divided not just people but also nations.
If only people could be mature when having these debates and conversations.
Instead of suffocating on our offence,
Or wallowing within a sense of victimization.
****, this ***** water sure has damaged how we function.

Hook:
***** water all through these streets,
***** water poisoning what we eat,
***** water flooding the mind,
Poisoning how we think.
***** water all through these streets,
***** water poisoning what we eat,
***** water flooding the mind,
Gotta be careful what ya drink.

I have been through many trials.
I have wrote rhymes,
I sung many songs,
Releasing my emotions.
But lately, my passion is dwindling.
Maybe I just ran out of topics to rap about.
I feel like I’m speechless.
Perhaps the stress from school and work is taking away my time to reflect and express.
Is it writers block?
Or am I at peace?
All I can say,
Is that I finally started to get my life back together,
For, I no longer want to be a victim.
So, this may be the last poem I ever write.
So, if this is indeed the last thing I write,
Adieu, and thank you.

I never realized how fragile I was,
Until I was shattered.
I never knew how much power I had,
Till I broke a promise.
I never understood anger,
Till someone called me fat,
Then I gave them a fat lip.
I never understood love,
Till a ravens wings lifted me up.
I never understood disappointment,
Until those ravens wings were clipped.
I never understood friendship,
Till the other person called me up to hang out,
I never understood sadness,
Till that friend lost to drugs.
I never understood strength,
Until I overcame suicidal thoughts.
Until I asked for help,
Until I stopped being the victim,
I never understood compassion,
Until all my ***** laundry was discovered,
Yet God still forgave me,
Yet my mom still loved me,
Yet my friends stuck with me.
I never understood freedom,
Till I was set free.