The Truth (edited version on profile)

[Verse 1] They say the world spin fast, but we movin’ slow, Scrollin’ through the pain that the media show, We numb to the struggle, desensitized to the blow, But if nobody stand up, how the hell we gon’ grow? I see kids hold signs just beggin’ for peace, But the system built walls, and they never gon’ cease, Politicians play chess, we the pawns on the lease, And they profit off chaos while we fight in the streets. Truth get buried when the lies get retweeted, Justice half-cooked, never fully completed, The poor stay broke while the rich get treated, To a meal off our labor, that cycle repeated. I’m impeccable with letters, my diction divine, I paint pain through a sentence like a poet in his prime, If ignorance a crime, then the world doin’ time, Every headline bleeds, every soul outta line. They told me, “stay quiet, don’t question the throne,” But I’m Prodpasta, bitch, I built my own zone, I talk life, talk struggle, talk pain through the tone, Spit truth till the world know we not alone. We chasing validation from a screen and a like, But no one showin’ love when we crashin’ at night, Everybody claim woke, but they blind to the sight, We need unity, not another online fight. ⸻ [Hook] This that truth, no filter, no fix, Life’s a maze, full of pain and tricks, Every verse I drop cut deep like a pick, World cold as fuck, so I fight with my wits. If you hear this, know I bleed for the youth, They lie to our face, but I speak the proof, I ain’t perfect, nah, but my words bulletproof, This the realest shit I wrote — this The Truth. ⸻ [Verse 2] Aight, I’m back on my grind, purpose intact, Gotta carry the flame while the world off track, Every line I spit raw, no cap in the act, When I talk my truth, ain’t no holdin’ it back. Kids raisin’ kids, stress raisin’ rates, Love feelin’ lost, we debatin’ hate, We feed on pain, then refelct that hate, It’s a cycle of hurt we cant seem to break