Trapped inside a contradiction
Stuck second-guessing like an adolescent
Like the Batmobile's busted when I'm on a mission
Keep hearing mumbles from my self to switch up positions
And feeling vibes from all around that merely love's sufficient
Well
Simply put
My mother said that I was only one inside the crib she put
Laying round for hours
W/out a single noise
A baby boy from the void
Landscapes deployed
walk
There's the alphabet
Peer pressure and calculus
Grown ups using children
As scapegoats for the hell they're in
Thus
A childhood ends
And then the hell begins'n
We grow up using children
As scapegoats
Like the tape's broke
Like everything new and fandangled
Is age old
And drones
Are as much a solution
As distribution
Of chromebooks
To high school students
Who go and use 'em
For flash games
W/ hand grenades
@ Because it's cool to be
Foolish
So there's the question:
How's she s'posed to love herself
Standing in her pajamas?
In front of the bathroom
Mirror
W/ tooth brushing
Scrubbing for a truth
There's a hunch that she knew something
In a past life
Something bout beings who cast light
Something bout infinite potential
As present in all
How men and material are destined to fall
How in the low vibrations of night
Destiny calls
@ who could've taught her
When her father saw a daughter
As a target and he had to guard her?
@ who could've told her
When her mother laid the burden
Of age on her before she was older
Stuck second-guessing like an adolescent
Like the Batmobile's busted when I'm on a mission
Keep hearing mumbles from my self to switch up positions
And feeling vibes from all around that merely love's sufficient
Well
Simply put
My mother said that I was only one inside the crib she put
Laying round for hours
W/out a single noise
A baby boy from the void
Landscapes deployed
walk
There's the alphabet
Peer pressure and calculus
Grown ups using children
As scapegoats for the hell they're in
Thus
A childhood ends
And then the hell begins'n
We grow up using children
As scapegoats
Like the tape's broke
Like everything new and fandangled
Is age old
And drones
Are as much a solution
As distribution
Of chromebooks
To high school students
Who go and use 'em
For flash games
W/ hand grenades
@ Because it's cool to be
Foolish
So there's the question:
How's she s'posed to love herself
Standing in her pajamas?
In front of the bathroom
Mirror
W/ tooth brushing
Scrubbing for a truth
There's a hunch that she knew something
In a past life
Something bout beings who cast light
Something bout infinite potential
As present in all
How men and material are destined to fall
How in the low vibrations of night
Destiny calls
@ who could've taught her
When her father saw a daughter
As a target and he had to guard her?
@ who could've told her
When her mother laid the burden
Of age on her before she was older
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