nomadic

"sometimes i wonder if everything that created me will be satisfied by all that i create. i am frustrated by the future, it seems fixated. i get faded till i dont care anymore, i stare at the floor from the cealin. more appealin than kneelin to a god i never seen and powerful people can deceive you till you dont believe that this country was stolen from those who owned it, turned totem poles to homeless broken souls cause motha fuckas are greedy, leavin families needy, kids spray graffiti and smoke weed. i break laws like yall broke treaties, so dont treat me like a different species. cause i used to watch tv until my eyes were sore and some of yall dont even believe in dinosaurs. there was a time before this was all over, there were roads for cars and your mini ipods, and i came to bein from nothin to breathin and maybe theres nothin but being human or maybe theres nothing at all. i find it hard to comprehend an end or beginnin, you see i was born a christian but i got a habbit for sinnin. and i dont know if jesus can see us or islams the truth, see me rippin out bible pages twistin up buddha with intelligent youth. i'll make yall prove to me, that you was tellin the truth cause kids in the ghetto turn to fellons and troops. eitha locked in cages or cockin gauges. i be watchin faces prayin to god, save us. and i say what i feel. im feelin sadder than ever from the cloud scattered weather or the blacka the treasure i be actin whateva and crackin a beverage while im rappin to treavor. never let you discover because im still undercova. enough of the shields and the keep it reals. i dont give a fuck what you think. i'll let it sink in your heart like a kiss in the dark, touchin my hand while you pick me apart. i used to drink in a park and now im sittin cozy. you dont know me or the women that made my soul be. i hold cold 4 0s of ol e, and curse and spit with some stupid homies. while yall talk politics sippin a latte, you be briggin the gap but you missin the walkway. i be on the valley floor yellin at churches who be fightin these wars just to tell me my purpose. its worthless."
pick me apart - tom pepe

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