Smells like rusted bullet
Six feet grave that keeps no secret
Birds flew backwards
In cheap riots
Where's human standards
On the news rhythm and blues
Bombed
While some boozing in a cruise
Knee down, stays down
Head down, bow down
Birth place with old values
Gave you clues on shit for likes and views
Born to learn and then die from
Gardens till the hill top mountains
Knowledge makes you sharp
No make up, real sloppy
Ban a skin care product
Lil sassy skimpy stacy go to bed
Silence plot to sin
Humanity in the bin
Pac said
Money for war
But can't
Feed the poor