I was handed this messed up worId, i didn't create it
was taught to take the pain to gain the gains I didn't want to
And even when I raise ma hand to make a change the say "not u"
what to see, what to feel,
When most of it ain't even real.
There's not much we're allowed to do
I mean if u got a chair,
do whatever u want and nobody care.
Cos even if they care, they're put up in the jail
Everyone dreams to never fail
But can that dream ever prevail
I ain't no rapper, don't know much about hip hop
But I think it's enough to know that it's about to be able to speak up
To be able to scream
To be able to dream
To be able to live
To try and climb that hill