Pity.

My high school diploma but a pitiful receipt Receipt for the deceived that plagues me and the streets Man I pray to god for clarity Hope divine can help define These thoughts running ahead of me I'm ducking these emotions Search for loopholes in my soul These feelings foreign like my whips Wrecking feelings Crash and Burn No gas don't lose control Man I wish somebody would pray for me It been a fucked up day for me Lost hope and all the faith in me For closure has indebted me Can't let them get the best of me Won't simmer down my energy Grateful for my confidence and arrogance They better listen when I speak In fact I don't repeat System fed us false delusion and realities for centuries Withholding information from communities Proudly you're a highly paid slave Go in debt for me F*ck a nine to five, I ain't working till forever no Never sellout for my soul Lucy pulled up I said no Hiiipower help me keep control You'll never get the best oh no Watch out for the crooks three billion gone astray Take a stroll, San Pedro 12 there like everyday F*ck the system Where's the funding? Fund these schools for the future Students running through the programs I'm the one that got away Bitch I'm sitting at the mic Scream statistics to the masses For injustice I will stand in For my people I'll lead the way Know I'll lead the way Know I lead the way Tell me where you're going Tell me where you're going Shit just don't make sense Shit just don't make sense You're a lovely one You're a lovely one You're all in my head You're all in my head