Mellow Drama

One day at a time, the sun is up in The sky This brother was 17, a member with No scenes Not up for any cream, like having a Day dream With his bag upon his shoulders Surely He wants to be a doctor when he is older But look behind your shoulder An evil man, he's colder Calls himself a soldier, has a gun Upon his shoulder That vindictiveness This that, public disclosure Tried to run away, but he lacked Composure So that fucking soldier fired a shell Straight from hell Burning his Desire Now what I see is fire His brains splattered and shred This ink is flowing all red Another mockingbird dead Ay This story is told with a glorious Fold Murder served cold for some cash or Some gold So you Better be bold, and you better not Stroll Cause even if you do know that your Story is told Let me paint a picture, this story is Not a fiction It's realer than any pain way outta Your jurisdiction uh Red stains cover our plains Revolution in my veins This brain contains weight, all of That sacred hate Little do you know that power is an Illusion It'll catch you Like a flu stick on to You like its glue Take you to the blue, but now the Bill is due You're changing colors like hue This Mellow Drama is through I got a story to tell, don't be Delusional We losing young souls now to Pharmaceuticals Rather distinctive of its nature That needle's a major wager Just like a one side pager I'm beeping You outta danger This stranger is a power ranger He's cosmic that game changer The super, the sharp razor Elements of the tastemaker Aye aye Elements of the tastemaker