We live in a society where facts take a back seat to feelings,
Cause every body wanna be a victim.
Beating on the same drum, just hook line then sink em.
Stopping any discussion that surrounds em.
Leaving em power hungry and fiending.
Till one is hooked and addicted, spoon fed **** that’s misleading.
There ain’t a part meant for people like me in the system.
What’s right is wrong, so one gotta burn down churches as part of their healing.
More like part of their fearing; which is all part of a larger symptom.
Which got everyone acting like they syndrome.
Now pardon these lyrics.
Gotta compartmentalize the formula that makes things clearer to see; like windex.
Just like pudding needs to be pre-mixed.
There must always be a pre-text and a witness.
Gotta listen close, to truly feel this!