Canvas

Verse 1 (Don Ryvcko):
Let me introduce you to my lyrical canvas
Relatable issues political stanzas
Got too many questions and not enough answers
We raising awareness but not taking chances
We turn on the TV, they practicing antics
Imposing these mandates and taking advantage
Of low-income, undocumented, and helpless
They tell us to cool down but ICE doesn't help it
And honestly the media ain't what should inform us
Political divisions always ruin the chorus
You're either a democrat or a republican
You wrong to ever think a politician is for us
Can I discuss my views without one slamming the door uh
We all got our reasons, opinions that form us
Like, for example, if I share my thoughts on abortion
Just think about the babies do they tell you "abort us"
We hear one statement, make a thousand assumptions
Acquire some patience, control your eruptions
I'll tell you what hate is, it's our daily consumption
The soul that is sacred is the same one that loves
(shhh)
Had to give you the truth
The picture I paint is of reality dude
Cause I ain't a saint and neither are you
But my message ain't vague I pray you're thinking it through

Verse 2:
Let me introduce you to my lyrical canvas
I'm driven by passion I set an objective
I do this for God yet some label me reckless
You judge me at first sight, that's rather subjective
The speck in your own eye has drawn my attention
You fall for your own lies you don't want to mention
Attacking with facts cause you just want to stir tension
You deaf to reality don't return 'till you listen
Man I guess that you could call it a diss track
I'm sick of these hypocrites always trying to distract
The public from truth and interfere with the youth
I'm running out of time so Imma speak it on this track
I'm trying to intervene as the epitome of sympathy
The enemy of sin in me strike a chord like a symphony
Work together and connect the dots
Interlock the puzzles as we unfold the plot
Of the devil at work trying to create a cancer
The depth of these words ain't even part of the answer
A Savior died and He paid for your ransom
The day that He rose is why it's blank on my canvas