When I'm sitting down hat on, An feeling sad, Pestimistic, Everybody flexing, No where to go, No Pot to Piss In, Knowing you gotta make it Being artistic, Brother's put you down, Makin you feel autistic, Need to be the face of ya city, Know yu made the milly's, Set ya Ground like ya children, Raise it thru the celieng, "If I bleed blue and you bleed red, We can both bleed da same way, And get shot for sum bread", cuz brothers be broke, But instead gettin a job they need sum head, I'm quotin words from Athstitic, I can go live not the gram, "Gettin off this gram" Supply and Demand sell me this pen, Designed a man, Define, Divine it seems we excele, Aligned we decline, Undermine, Under thy sunset, Deep thoughts, Come from the deprived Inside, Cleansed away like baptized, Primed ryhmes to make you paralyzed,