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I can't help that I'm lost and I've been distracted
Running out of patience...feel I'm losing balance
Walking on a tight rope I might go, psychoactive if you could pass it I hit it holding my calloused hands
Oh man, they thought they really had a plan for us
Mistake progression for misdirection and cameras
Flashing lights...deep inside the night, hold up
Slippin' away so I can find a way I might
Shit they lying and wondering why we rioting
No leader or teacher no shit we always young and dying
With our hands in the aiiirrr, police everywhereeee
Dead on the body cam and they don't really care
And these racist fucks say my homies ain't enough
And if I have to then i'ma be aiming up at ya
Temple it's not an instrumental I'm killing
Eradicate the snakes just so I can catch a feeling like