When you turn on your television who is they that is the criminal,
a mugshot of a black man as broad as day is so cyclical,

Sometimes I hate myself for many various reasons, as I find a refuge to strategize my inner demons, as one can realize there is no medication, as you catch me in the park, sitting on the bench, meditating.

Why did I have to be born as he, the notorious EN-NE-MY,
in this world of democracy, where civilization pen their note to expose their hypocrisy,

As I reflect about my demise, critically viewed by the world I'm stigmatized,
labelled as a deadbeat, cheater, liar, violent, ****, I can't do nothing but digest this drug,

Therefore, this pill is to unbearable to consume, I voluntarily place my heart inside the tomb, as bystanders sit there in good riddance, now I must accept that I am the villain,

spear me now, as I am the worldwide adversary.