#retake Big Bear Productions Red til I'm dead All I want to do Is find a place called home There is no place where I belong Everything I thought Was wrong and replaced With answers I've had to face Embracing my race Emotionally making space Disgraced living lies based Back to a time when they erased My kind like waste But I'll tell the truth in their wake But the truth isn't a taste that most can take, they killed Jesus For Christ's sake Truth is The Logos has been replaced with Logos Slaves used to get branded Now slaves brand themselves Taking photos in their new clothes Branded from head to toe In clothes that some poor soul In the third world, Made for slave wages Because its seen as advantageous To be a Hypebeast and look hypy And pretend that's something That matters In the least Kids, parents and grandparents Whose apparently only values lie in the merits Of how they're viewed Fancy clothes, Tattoos, job promotions To pursue Sycophancy grows While secretly their addicted to booze And the fancy things Are just a ruse To hide what's true And that's they don't Know what's true And even worse, they don't care