We’re the objected
Overpowered by the subjected
Picked by people who believe in social class
The bullied who bully the people with no a**

Beaten by words
They come in herds
So misunderstood, the misunderstood
They can come from the hood they can come from the good
You can’t tell the difference even if you could
We’re still misunderstood

So I’m getting your attention
Don’t underestimate my intentions
I solely wanna get the word out
That we’re leading this generation to the wrong route

It’s the power within ourselves
To not pile up like the dust on your shelves
And hon I know it can be stressing
Rained out that stuff gets depressing

Living in days with non-stop shooting
Pull the trigger and begin looting
It’s sad to think we have to all be the same
To not be considered lame

A mentality of depth
Taking back the heart you once kept
Thought you could match my intellectuality
But you’re always high never staring at reality