Now some think of me as crazy
But I'm not crazy just dismissed by society standards
And I don't give a **** don't care about the money or the honey
It's all an illusion to feel you trapped into a delusion
You know why you can't keep up with the Jones is because they wanna see you suffer
In this life life itself is pain misery bounded to diseases
And other types of wickedness stuck into the matrix
Under a ball of confusion pushing confusion
Into the generation milestones ahead
Trust and believe before I leave this punctured earth
I'll make sure every word is worth
More than dollar and cents
Trust and believe that's all my poets that is all