Memories

*intro* we all have memories some that we love and some that we hate we must learn from them evolve and step into the future *verse 1* we all have memories yes and that wont ever change so I'll just focus on my future and undergo a mentality change then realize I'm in control of my life and capture the reigns I'm over the bullshit a total reality change and it seems most people who exist in this wicked system have almost no fuckin chance of ever escaping this prison and to me this type of existence has always seemed tragic so why god? why dont I ever get a reaction I dont seem to even get an response to any of my questions woah not even a single glance in my direction i am only met with a neverending silence which is incredibly odd I thought me and you were supposed to have a unbreakable bond but fuck it it time to quit playing all these dumbass games but somehow inside myself I have always had known that you were created as a means for mass enslavement face it i can't put my faith into the words of something I can only describe as a fraud but eventually we will wake up from this sadistic daymare to find ourselves in the presence of something that is way greater then our perception will ever be capable to interpet in the form of what we call the mental thought then we become more powerful than we can even imagine because statistically speaking lifes chance of existing is like rolling a trillion dice that all land on the same exact number and we do infinity times per second so better realize this and count all of your blessings because to be alive is a blessing *chorus* I used to have a family and all types of shit but they all switched on me n called me a spic and it is not picture perfect existence I get it. but people tend to judge because I am racially confused the combination of a black Puerto Rican and a white dude what am I dude but I can tell ya that this is definitely not a coincidence no wonder I was placed into this ghetto region the land I call home a.k.a the place where you never get back home plus nobody really gives a fuck wether you die or you live and even though i had tried to stay blind to this hatred these are my realities and this is what I'm facing *verse 2* It seems to me that my reality is frightful and tragic I'm stuck here watching these motherfuckers proliferate like maggots so I just, smoke weed RIP tracks and start to imagine how the fuck my people could fall victim to this level of entrapment so without asking I take what I need and begin the dope traffic and the usual clientele is liars and snakes people with unlimited potential but they choose to be fake and honestly I can't take too much more of this horseshit infact half the time I wish my mother would've got a abortion even though it might be unfortunate I'm Still alive and well evolving beyond my capacity or limit zenith or pinnacle just to be existing is a miracle woah then I enlight the world into what seems to be never ending blaze melt the polar ice caps and put the truth into your brains because in this reality we just seem to run from our pain I should've learned from my past and just went through with the change yo.