Violence at the window it's really hard to stare,

They're, coming for us next it's time  to prepare,
  
They wanna destroy are thoughts and the talent we posse,

They wanna make us shameful and take away  recess,

They make us feel lost like we don't exist,  

We try so hard to deny them even doe they're persist,

Echos in are head just to drive us off that cliff,
  

Getting so high just to let them voices shift,

We never needed drugs just the freedom,

Turn to Jesus and we won't be beaten,

Throw them sins inside that ocean and tell them demons your not a victim,

Who cares what they think it's just criticism,


I rather have a dream then to waste it,


With gods protection these dreams can't be wasted,