Old Skool Days

Lucidic QueenB Music I have a story Hopefully to help someone else Let's break these spells Collect your real wealth Take the steps Jump the fence Let go of regrets You have a choice A voice to enjoy or destroy Avoid or exploit Are you gonna sink or swim Boomers sought out Tom Brady Instead they got Slim Shady Unafraid of what neighbors might say Displayed in this daily wordplay Eminem for Xennials in a Benjamin age Inspiration liberation genuine in the nation Atomic symbolic did us a solid Cleaning out a closet in his word vomits Speaking up for what we wanted Fluid and lucid His music is therapeutic An idol's as a kid He'd spit his shit Flowed like a real poet Went above and beyond A lyrical James Bond A rap god at the top Hit the charts sparked our hearts In between two sides few signs and loose times Rise up from the ashes spun of second chances and tech advances I live life as eclectic Haters are skeptic Blaming genetics ethics or a lack of athletics Scared of the truth Confused of your views Here's a message trying to break through Work your life away or build your life today Floppy disks to streaming gigs Xennials straddle the analog digital bridge Dial-up tones and wifi zones We're the Slim Shady's of the Xennials stones Pixelated playgrounds Xennials roam Where Slim Shady echoes In dial-up dreams in a wifi haze Hybrid kids of old school days I'm wide awake time to take a stand Demand a new act no plans A wave maker brand A major player and creator Boomers are intruders stealing futures Spreading rumors consumer groomers Quit feeding the rich The poor need it more Not buying endless work lore Breaking cycles a new title revival no denial Quit watching the news it's abuse Using agendas for more views and the script to shift Media makes you sick Self validation in one click Hypnotized by lies like internal suicide Televised high crime while franchise ads rise at the same time People looking down ready to drown An optical crown doubt no sound They're not who they post to be They post who they want you to see Floppy disks to streaming gigs Xennials straddle the analog digital bridge Dial-up tones and wifi zones We're the Slim Shady's of the Xennials stones Pixelated playgrounds Xennials roam Where Slim Shady echoes In dial-up dreams in a wifi haze Hybrid kids of old school days Boomers call us rebellious and lazy We now know you were all crazy We were the peacemakers dealmakers Teenage debaters and genius innovators Living in a media echo chamber Quit playing victim Reflections of your projections Like words or weapons Not buying you selling questions Now I'm stressing for expressing affection I think I need a therapy session Old generations no education Spread misinformation We had thousands of questions Reflective perceptions You said be quiet keep it private Well your silence was no guidance Keeping up with the Joneses is not a dream Above your mean scheme a hole on their payroll I'm authentic and you're fake I'm full of love and you're full of hate Fables enable a way to face internal struggles Shuffle the trouble double the color Express progress progress a recipe for success You might suffocate and take your place Sending shockwaves to the graves Floppy disks to streaming gigs Xennials straddle the analog digital bridge Dial-up tones and wifi zones We're the Slim Shady's of the Xennials stones Pixelated playgrounds Xennials roam Where Slim Shady echoes In dial-up dreams in a wifi haze Hybrid kids of old school days When life gives lemons Lesson the tensions Ask more questions Turn the page Embrace change and chase that sour taste away