Where are we going?
What is for real?
Look inside my heart and u feel the chills.
It's a cold world we live in.
Filled with many villains.
And the heroes don't triumph.
And we give too much attention to Donald Trump.
Feels like were destroying what we built.
Trying to be above the influence like I'm standing on stilts.
I'm trying to change the game like I'm Wilt.
Until the end of my time I'm going to try to answer.
The question of our true existence in other stanzas.
Today's youth is caught up in a fake extravaganza.