By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.
I spit random thoughts displaying all of my faults
Baring my soul to a world so cold with hate and greed
But am I just as wrong for forcing you to read my thoughts
Forcing you to listen to a troubled mind
Making you wonder is he sane
I’m perfectly so
It’s the rest who visit insane asylums
Trying to learn what’s makes the mad tick
But maybe they are examining you
Seeing what makes you tock
They have no perception of time
See they have no clock
They are free to dream and wonder
No restraints from the status quo of the world
A world whose focus is a beauty you have to damn near die to get
Money you have to damn near die to keep
Love you go mad trying to find
Lust that burns inside
Fueling sinful deeds and thoughts
Drop this to the greedy politicos who play chess with the common man’s life
Making him suffer from their flaws
All flaws in all
Is his any different than mine
Cause I don’t have the pull he has
I don’t have the power he possesses
But it’s my power that gave him strength
So what if I take that shit away
Drop this in ya ear
We made ya and we can take ya