the real world...

stolen drams sold to the flow of cash at the highest bidder.. taken before life begins in this unknown place that teaches its way of a social defender... play along or fall into the cracks of a legal world corrupt beyond repair... strangers fed hope by hard work that aint enough to fight off the struggle set in the pattern of the stare... since before we can relate humanity has lost its birth of freedom sucked into the establishments cluster fuck... dyin to stay alive as payments on many levels weigh down the possibilities to revive the comfort of the gutter filled with slush... sacrificed at the bottom so the float of yachts allow the rich to sell a fantasy of the paper flow that jus isnt near the amount needed to enjoy a damn thing... so the hustle begins as corners of knowledge kick in unafraid to use the system to the advantage as the head rings... in the groove of another way to make it worth the scene before the eyes playin out as the glitch has been found of truths hidden in plain sight... thinkin the whole fuckin time somethin jus wasnt right til the moment that freed the momentum to expand the variity of common life... equalizin the battlefield so the higher ground is up for grabs as its any mans land slippin into lalalands hands buried n tucked in the presence of understandin... identity theft by the powers to be that has no true power over the natural habitants to be n live uncontrolled by the fierce force of ignorance that is no excuse of the law... as the noose is cut n thrown back at those who believe in the chaos reflected in infiltrated minds actin out a society based mind... programmed to follow protocol as trained assassins for the better cause of colors represented upon a flags rag of threads that holds no value... collectin on the sweat blood n tears of labor set out to climb a wall to high to get over n dont know how to... slidin out the womb is the innocence thatll neva see the hyped up bs that misleads the purpose of what the hurl jus cant upchuck in this backwards azz waste of time... as education is merely the memory remeberin the instilled mindset that only appears to be utterly fuckin blind... ready or not the spin flattened out to walk the soil beneath the feet is a journey we all havta take in n fit in or become as crazy as it sounds for the truth is a figment of the imagination... as eatin poison for big pharma to exploit emotions n cash in on the pain where cures are not given unless the dollar amount is acceptable as the eonly other option is to turn to the substances that thrive in the streets breedin walkin like zombies known as addicts adaption... its a mental game to gain control n weed out the nonsense planted deep in thought... n its at all costs...