All That’s Left

Verse 1
There's so much going on that I've yet to explain
Like the pain I retain from this world so inhumane
How the chains that constrain, all drive me insane
Why I stay in my lane, I'm not here to entertain
How I tend to fade away for the sake to save my brain
Why I can't play the radio, it all sounds the same
How it's a shame that the game's no skills just fame
I don't mean to complain but something's gotta change
Has it ever occurred to anybody else?
How the industry has blurred any knowledge of self?
How the truth goes unheard in exchange for the wealth?
How wildly absurd cops don't care about your health
Take a minute to observe the nerve of these cowards
Like we're sheep in a herd made to serve under power
Now I've never been one to glorify violence
But it's the only thing left when they can't buy our silence