W.H.O...2...

(Chorus)

What's important to you ,

Fame & fortune or truth,

Blowin' shit out of proportion of course just to name a few,

the so called virus disease nineteen they fabled with clues,

& placed on the news,

Another psychological state of confused,

Was just a state of mind according to who ,

Which is the world health organization,

Who coined phrases like the new normal to make the abnormal into normalization

& when we lost Paradise...no one reported the Dew...

An informality that resorted to few,

People questioning the narrative that wasn't supported by truth

Shooby dew opppp...opp.. opp...props to the way they passed all these psi-opps off, off ,off...

It took alot of shots ,in the arm to render harm...

Poppp-pop pop...

Its an awful lot... to comprehend,

If your minds been lost ,from watching Netflix on a binge...

So many regrets & amends,

2 make 2 my friends..

(Verse)

I hate to debate when it takes me to a place of irate,

Makin' em' hate on every statement I say,

But the facts that I based ,

On events that have not taken actual place ,

Capture the rage,

Deep inside the hearts of men who cant handle the great,

Information I've presented to them cuz there handlers break,

Their necks to try & manage the case,

And cancel the chase by just tappin' the breaks,

But im going full throttle all the way laughin' to banks,

While inhailing the gas while collapsing the tank,

Cuz without an air tight alibi the pressure of gas cant be contained,

And I cant be restrained,

From speaking the truth & I cant be ashamed,

To point out the radiation that has caused cancer on brains,

Been around the world ,world ,world & the answers the same,

Take another hit of the script i flipped to manage the pain

Mister know it all lying in the bed that I made,

Making heads shake so may times that they actually ache ,

All the crow plates that I ate and dates that I brake,

All the criminal cases I create,

But jus can't seem to shake,

I feel like im in a place,

Between a rock'n hard place,

Lifes left me scarred make,

The best out of your situation ,

Is what my moms been sayin' ,

(Bridge)

Since day one,

Opposite of premature,

I was the late son,

S-s-s-son of a straight gun,

Tryna' just make up ,

For being late once,

So blame drugs,

& stay drunk for 8 months ,

Smokin pre rolled already made blunts,

As I take puffs with patience,

Patiently waiting with the patients at a mental hospital til the gates up ,

Either that or I may jump ,

"WAIT!!!"..."what?"..

" that could be dangerous ",

But the alternative to escaping is way fucked ,

To remain stuck in this place is straight nuts,

Thats why I keep my boots laced up,

When opportunity knocks you better wake up....

(Chorus)

What's important 2 you ,

Fame & fortune or truth,

Blowin' shit out of proportion of course i can do

the so called virus disease 19 they fabled with clues,

& placed on the news,

Another psychological state of confused,

Was just a state of mind according to who ,

Which is the world health organization