The freedom of speech is limited, this country has never recognized, the beliefs I wished to put in, but they approached me once I prophesized, that our rights will soon be taken, and our backs will soon start breaking, from hard labor doing them a favor, they asked me was I faking, I said ."no *****, I'm not faking!, y'all must think I'm some kind of fool, the plan you have for us in the future, is for us to be slammed by your rule, I use my mind just like it's a tool, and take advantage of the rights y'all gave me, but it's like y'all want my mouth to stay closed, I oppose this modern day slavery, it's like a trap, please Jesus come save me, I'm at the crossroads looking at the white house, what kind of freedom does it bring after Martin Luther King was shot, cause he spoke from his mouth, politicians want to know what I'm about, how can I speak if I still can't preach, how can I ever make solutions, add to constitution if I don't have freedom of speech."

I gave my so-called friends nectar from my flower but all they gave me in return was the venom from their stinger and now I must bite the bullet and **** it up and **** it out to keep growing.

You can rest peacefully now you son *****, we got your memo, keep your contributions known, oh **** it's time to leave this cemetery, dry my eyes, can't stand them teary, rest in peace, we out to get blown!, now years have passed, your name is unknown, forgot all about you, who were you again?, We done let society come and change us, ****** us up, and arranged us, we really in this world full of sin, going down memory lane, won't help us to mend, all of those feelings that we used to have, so now it's said and done, I guess the devil won, what is there left that is worth for us to grab? I'm not trying to point the fingers, not trying to make excuses, but the whole world does this ****, so no matter who you are, we will forget who you are, can't torch this furnace, the fire is lit, my mind was selfish and paybacks a *****, so release my soul as quickly as you can, then gon and have me buried, temporarily be worried, and forget about this ignorant man.

Catch me at the house of blues killing all the shows, or catch me out in D.C. setting highs and ending lows, heck, anywhere you catch me, know my soul's gon be around, with a little touch of Marvin Gaye, ****, I like that sound, just blame it on my upbringings and call it how you see, my uptown funk is serious, how you think it's supposed to be, I fool you and I school you, killed the vibe of this sorry sucka, that's what you get when you deal with an Old School *******, from 60s to the 70s I rock to clock g's, getting furious and delirious, this top celebrity, got the old folks jamming, got the young folks jamming, so it's relevant my material is cramming, spamming, slamming, look at me, examine how this **** has to be done, don't have to go all on the radio screaming to have fun, just chill, relax in the sun, and let the old school speak to you, climbing up the charts, it's gon re dominate your visual.

We're armed, we come with alarm and bring harm, army in swarms, we bring thorns as the norms, replacing the sin, with what is in the kingdom heaven, squashing the devil, we know his rebel Armageddon, places you look are all shook, read the book, of scripture, the picture is vivid, timid will be cooked, north to south, either way, west and east, pains are deceased, we bring peace to the meek, like hokus pokus the force of locust only focus, on who is evil, we brave like eagles from medieval, glorious stallion, watch for the dragon from the ground, roar loud sounds, it causes pounds when it's found, drying the seas, we cause shakes in the lakes, true heartbreak, we know it's late for a date, take out the mountains, black out the sun, now we're done, now here HE comes, behold the SON, we have won.

Under identity chorus, vocals sings my verses, Notching a deeper tempo, soprano channels planned notes, Inner instrumentals a vent to my dying curses, Quickly expires desires higher than a man's hope, Unifying efforts that's trying to stop from dying, Exit my second depression trying to find a new me, Losing my conspires, these fires won't be defying, Yes the devil isn't my level, said UNIQUELY.

With all my morals and my dreams, I was redeemed demeaning madness, occupation living lavish, slashing slavish schemes of sadness, taste the badness of my cabbage, adding practice made me great, world is mine, the girls are fine, life feels sublime when you're not late, can I say I earned my pay though everyday can have it's way, I say yes cause the best never rest when we prey, though we suffer like the others, we don't buffer from the clutter, cause our mothers never raised us to be crazed and phase our brothers.