Perspective

These kids lives are like a spliff
Shake them up then fill them full of shit
Manipulate them to the way we want them
Then pressure them to stick
Light the spark put them to work
To burn them till they don't exist
If hope permits be at risk for definite
The habitat I'm know to habitate are never separate
We just develop the traits that we've been selected to
Your mind is intertwined with the place where you developed it
So lack of etiquette
And the dark side to wrestle with a definite
For these kids growing up young in a place that's fucking desolate
No doubt the way the day to day wrestled ye effected ye
Made you become one with the hate you were subjected to
We either pay the price or be the desperate
Your lifes the estimate
Best invest in it
Accept the mess for the rest of it
And that's a definite
You can sense this hurts
(?) since you entered it
But don't you start accepting it

I'm trying to get perspective
But this lifes deceptive
I can't make sense of my sights perception
Way too many smiles trying to hide deceptions
Too many ex friends with false best intentions
For me to see connections

It's all about the legendary status
The will to get respect effects the masses
It must be fucking fantastic
To not be stuck in a life that's drastic
Constantly havin your last nerve stretched like its elastic
Have to snap back to reality don't let the reality outlast ya
Fail to reach your capacity and be a casuality in the disaster
Tenacity can be a bastard
It'll rapidly make you slip from this reality until you're too far past it
Go back and start from scratch and choose to become one with the cunt that you've unmastered
This world survives on lies but if you've a question for me don't bother to ask it
No answer will you honestly (?) cos honesty is a phase and I'm gone past it
React to being free (?) is what we're after
But really we all breathe to be the master
And know the skin (?) this is key to our disaster
That's why they feed us dreams through the tv screens
And try to steal what's real
Try to capture what we feel to try distract us from the skill they're after

I'm living in a strange place
Cos when I say the phrase happy days the boys pull a strange face
Cash has got us all running in the same race
The past is always present with me telling me I should change pace
I made mates on false perspective and watch it change shape
Seen their face display a smile I never knew was fake till it was too late
Grew up in a place stripped of life and filled with hate
Where cunts are giving up twice as quick as they refused to break
And if I was half the bitch I would have gave up with yis
I could have acted weak when this world played me vicious
And this is what it sounds like to not be down with the sickness
Took me back on the word that was down for taking never for forgiveness (?)
Now these words are all i've left to give yis
Perspective on the world i've been collecting since beginnings
Got into debt investing in these breaths would be a second guess
But bitches In this quest to be the sickest i've surpassed my own limits
Someone ask me why I did this and I said you'll respect me when I'm finished
I have the perspective of someone winning