THIS WORLD

This world is a savage Memories left in the past tense Lost someone I considered my mother Final words said by the Baptists These words are a cancer How can you say I'm overreacting These girls are so ratchet Not wanted by fathers You are a bastard Like searching for something Cuz you're sick of staring Waiting on nothing Like who do you trust in To get my point out Will I need to start cussing The media bluffing A nation divided The little ones dying A gun to the face The people replying Cuz I I've been sent for a purpose The people off balance Scared hiding their talent Too lazy to put the work in B******* rather than rehearsing They not working jobs They not earning Too stubborn they not learning This world is tough This world is a savage