Mind of Concept 01

I'm told that life goes on, I don't feel this way,

I wish I was more religious, I wish that I do pray.

But I never do, I don't appreciate, My life

when I should I got little on my plate.

I guess I'm stubborn and lazy, thinking will I have a baby,

Thoughts of Concept, Processed daily.

My own thoughts crush my aspirations greatly.

And mainly I've been acting slow paced lately.

I wish my life was reversed to the days,

Where I never thought the worst of this Earth.

Back when nobody cared about the shirt that you wore.

Back when girls could have abortions and not be called a whore.

Back before we had these wars. When people negotiated never headed

straight for the door.

 

I use my lyrics as the prayers,

Why do all these rappers care about the shares?

The customers are human beings but they act like they don't care.

Yeah, I throw my mic in the sky, Spend your time with loved ones,

Do you know when they could die? God is always right,

Let him do whatever don't you dare put up that fight.

Does it matter I look white? With the black blood in me,

Can't you look past all the sight? Look into my family.

They think my Rap obsession is everything but sanity.

Thoughts of Concept Vol one. Where I spit the honest, re-holster the gun.