It's time to rebel time to lash out against these suppressants

where I'm from it's fashion to be famished

poverty is all we know, carrying the weight of our ancestors

mistakes can make one break

snap back, react, and cock back and squeeze

best believe;

it's gotten to the the point where no one values belief 

Wanna succeed 

Wanna fill our every want and need, but won't go out and retrieve

Instead retreat

I look in the mirror and critique

Get down on my knees 

Pray to my G.O.D

To become a better me 

To give the blind clear eyes to see

That the only time we're weak 

Is when we give in agree

We're actually beneath

THEM!