Do you see the flower with no roots
Does it still grown and bring forth fruit
Is there ever a sky with no clouds
During a quiet storm that is really loud
can you tell me a place that doesn't exist
If there is such a place, can I see the list
Cause I live in world that channels thought
Where we all seek, with no knowledge of what we sought
It's not Black or White but yet it's a Grey matter
Our minds are not eating so how our pockets getting fatter
People are not thinking, they're stuck in denial
We all are poor, I know that sounds foul
You are what you are, when you arrived from birth
You came with nothing, and nothing will leave this earth
If you please, fill free to wake those woke to take notes
Understand what I'm writing, before you repeat or quote
We can all be criticial and tell the truth
Society's the rope, we put our necks in the noose
Hanging is hanging whether from a corner or tree
If you fall it's free falling so I guess that makes you free
I call it dumb, so freedom is what I'm giving
But a hustle is a hustle, if that's how you make a living
My hustle is my career, we all have to eat
Money is my food, and time is my meat
That makes time equal money, let's get feed
If you still don't understand, that makes you my bread....I'M FEASTING!!
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