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Nov 2016
Music writer, open-minded socialist, so fluid, time to take out the lighters I'm on fire, bout to light up all you privileged colonists. Twisting yawl like a rubric cube, this is no classy cypher, yeah imma bout to rip out your feeding tube. Let yawl die, and here’s' why; because you feeding on what society feeds you, you don't even take time to notice the sky. Brainless, laziness is easy, I get it, life gets busy and crazy, and the only way to survive is by being greedy. ** ** **, this is no joyful consumerist Christmas song for you to blinding sing along to, this is some thing to think through. Call me scrooge, ***** your new age modernistic mindsets, so what if I upset you, it was about time to get you out of your cocoons. Mute me all you want, I won't ever be cupid and have words that are as lovely as a tulip, yeah I don't care if you find me nonchalant. It's in my nature to be vocal; it's in my protocol to tear down the iron curtain that is leaving us so unsociable. Relying on the program more than friends or family, it's a tragedy what this society and technology has done to our humanity.

Narrow-minded, it's time to cut into the bone marrow of the problem, it's time not to be blinded, and it’s time for hope and love to blossom. Hate and fear is trying choke out this atmosphere, there is no time to wait, and it’s time to switch gears. Everyone must get out of the shire every now and again, I know it's hard, but you will never know until you begin. You say I say the same thing, that may true but I won't stop to it finally rings true to you, and you finally cut off your strings. I don't know about you but I’m done being a puppet, it's time to have fun and complete those lists you keep in your bucket. You can threaten me, but you must be kidding me, for you are just a smitten kitten, so do what you’re best at and climb up some tree. Better make way, don't care what you heretics say, don't care if what I say offends you, because to me the moral lines of society have become blurry and grey. If it's unfair to be so astute and abrupt, when you only have two choices either shoot yourself in the foot or nib it in the ****. How fair is that? Grow up! You acting like some baby pear heads that use whatever they find on the Internet to prove their opinion as fact.

It's all-relative, it's all based on your own perspective, everyone has their own opinion on what is or is suggestive or subjective. What if the coin was flipped, or what happens when you put on another's shoes, here is a tip to stick to your head like glue. You never truly know anyone, because everyone has experienced something different, after all this life is a result of a greater power's experiment. We are all trapped in a cave, not seeing beyond our perception of reality, it isn't till we step out of this cave or reality do we see that we were slaves. You say I’m crazy for seeing the light, not to shocking since you're eyes are still adjusted for night. Distractions and addictions that leave us restricted from an expanded and enlightened perspective. Chained to our narrow mindsets, chained like some mindless assets for society and the government. What is real, what is fake, why as soon as we start to feel, we are put through a stake?

Power strives for more power, greed begs for more, and stubbornness can leave you staying sour. Change is painful; it may take awhile to adjust to the light, even when your whole life has been dull. It's time to accept life for what it is, this is no time to walk backwards, or let your hope fizz. Life won't change unless we ourselves change, we just have to be engaged in making an effort to change.
This was rap is dedicated and inspired to/by Plato's "The Allegory of the Cave"
Classy J
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Classy J  22/M/Medicine Hat
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