I channel my anger, my standards, all of this baggage
So you know this ain’t natural, my status ain’t amateur
It’s all according to plan I’m taking nothing for granted
I reject being spoiled, I’d rather spread advantage
Numerology
Who’s really endangered…I don’t wanna be cornered
But this chip on my shoulder, it constantly smolders
I feel the power course through my veins, to the core
It bores into my soul and soars through my pores
Four Eyes
Peaceful protests, we been there
You could watch from drones, or smart phones
But unless you on, the front lines, you won’t
Understand the force, of the folks in here
Come At Me