To summon me you don't have to put five rings together and I'll still come to the rescue like I'm Captain Planet, Most niggas flaunting money but they ain't never had it, see me I'm steady writing rhymes up in my attic, making sure they intricate so I can bring the static that's why I'm illmatic Martin Luther with the dream, Jimi Hendrix with the strings, and if I was PnB then maybe I can sing, hoping for a label to call but I'm A.I without a ring but still nice with the flow; thought I've given enough but they still asking for more That's why I watch from the sidelines, these wanna be hard niggas are like espn highlights, which one did it better, I fuck this chick and so did I but I know I got her wetter. So many things happening in this world, the person to blame is our commander and chief not getting political just wanted to be brief, expressing my own views Like Drake I was an anger youth before I heard views; got to see a side of my own 6 that I never knew, almost like I've change I mean this world do try to brake you like a five to make change that's just how it goes; black or minority you wrong from the get go It's like they give you two choices put your hands in the air or behind your back before cops pull up and put two in your back, they got a nack for that. Killing kids back to back without no remorse that's just a small reality course of what happens in this world They give you false information to hide the truth; claiming that's it's for your own good but how can that be, I thought my own government wasn't supposed to lie to me. All it's doing is making people ignorant and violent, they killing moms children how the fuck are they supposed to stay silent. It's like I'm Malcom X thought I could do no wrong just doing what society tobe when they switch my name I learn from what I've seen so how am I supposed to Dream with white people driving behind the scenes; now I don't me no disrespect or offense but do you really see a minority with a house and a white picket fence....nah you just see them in chains moms crying in court looking at they sons in pain The tears drop and so do their souls how could i have ever known this world would be so cold when I walked out that door its why i put my life in gods hands only he knows my true plans for the future; self taught my own teacher guess that makes me my own tutor, self written, impovised and grown didnt need social media or a computer.