The truth hurts, you can stifle individuals not emotions and ideas. People may not agree with and you're entitled too, as I. These are my own thoughs & may not be represented by popular sentiments. This is my own personal over view of the muse I listen too and enjoy. Not a yesyes man, mad rapper, thug, gangstir or hater but a neutral non-bias listener. That's critical of the programing imported too our communities; in which deaths are high and population's steadily declining, besides I despise labels on people. We are us; similar not the same, feel free too be different it's (permitted) legal.
The struggles are the same here there and throughout the planet. The game is divide and conquer, warfare is mostly us against us as result of what this muse represents. We travel but not too the place from which we came because of mis-education of the people. Shame of our true nationality(identity) from this imprisonment and captivity. Money's the tool, words the weapon, education's the power, life's the blessing which everybody needs the same elements too do so. No high or low just life and death. What can we do too improve or contribute, as we progress as society? Children cry while adults respond with action' lead follow or move a way. There's house and street people cause the field was covered in concrete, resulting with environmental corruption. Ignorance is bliss and the opposite too this? Blessing to all' shortly new expression soon come'