Cap pulled down,
Negative thoughts I drown.
Rhymes pulsate out of me,
We\'re all on a different frequency.
Chemtrails in the air,
Let me pull up a chair,
Making money is not why we\'re put here.
Gold will blind,
They\'re laughing on the other side.
Try to uplift the depressed,
Helping should be a conquest.
This society is wrong,
I\'ll write in blood my swan song.