I need to vent
And try to empty my head
Capacity past the maximum
Access to the exits is inadequate
And it's hazardous
How'd it even happen is the question
But as I ask, all I'm finding is reasons why I need to
Vent
Like the room my weed was kept when it wasn't legal yet
I'm consumed with people's stress; an emotional chameleon
Anxiety higher than helium, appearing numb
Why you so serious?
Just tired, I'm weary of trying my best, not near enough
Notoriety really fucks with your idea of what to be leery of
Social media is a disease and so insidious
Us idiots put a stigma to being uninfected with it
It's wrecking my mental, reckon I oughta go in
Thank god I can vent without 'em chopping my head
Oh what a wonderful thing this freedom of speech is
A blessing, but democracy's dead
Or did it ever exist
Much too much my mental, gotta go in
Thank god I can vent without 'em choppin' my head
Oh what a wonderful thing freedom of speech is
But democracy's dead
Or did it ever exist?
White man's independence for imprisonment and indigenous misery
The pen danced across the document authoring his story
The words in permanent ink, but not the word he would keep
When you learn the story, some people wish we could purge what it means
Like, "Let's turn a new leaf," thoroughly white washing all its goriest details
Until it's a fairytale that we tell till we feel
So innocent in our privilege we fail to repair the damage
And just perpetuate it
Instead of Reparations, we rep a nation where police reap air
From melanated lungs
Kids grow up crazy young cuz they need to beware of their situation
You could causally become a casualty here
And never even get your name said
So much injustice words do not do it justice at all
Still espousing raps like I'm bout that action, but trust me y'all
I ain't living up to the talk
Awareness isn't the end
Where do I fit into the mission of squaring the debt of the inherited American sins
And as an artist in Hip Hop, with my aryan skin
What are these lyrics' effect
Sincerest intent
But when I speak to experiences I haven't had, who am I here to address
I need to vent (I need to vent)
I need to vent (I need to vent)
I need to vent (I need to vent)
I need to vent, yeah
I need to vent, yeah
I need to vent (I need to vent)
But I need to be speaking less
How much more of this pain can we tolerate
Mental fatigue's got the better of me
So I stop and I stagnate
Take my time to breathe, count one, two, three
Look up, gotta keep the faith
Unlock potential in me that you wouldn't believe
Fuck shit up, like the people say
There's so many things I want to say to you
But my philosophies on life won't pull me through
I feel fatigued, I'm on my knees
Lord help me
I need to speak
So while I speak grab me something to fuckin eat
We're living in a system, way too complicit
What am I missing
This dystopia's kissing me on my cheek
And I'm starting to miss
A simpler existence
The world that I'm living in
The aftermath of a generation sin (I need to vent)
How much more of this pain can we tolerate
Mental fatigue's got the better of me
So I stop and I stagnate
Take my time to breathe, count 1, 2, 3
Look up, gotta keep the faith (Vent)
I, I need to vent
Oo, no, no
Oh no
Friend
I repent
It helps me reinvent
The silence understood before learning what cultural DNA meant
People talk without speaking, and spew hate as a reason
Triggered by identities they appropriate for holiday seasons
Commodified ancestral trauma of minorities ease projected majorities
Illusions of unity aid Capitalism in perpetuating oppressive patriarchy
Instead, invest in diverse communities
And protect all life forms
Please
Allocate love and resources into kinder, more sustainable societies
I'm a student, teacher, and critic of the soul
And feeling alone never dressed so old
But
It's got a hold on me
I'm in a daze keeping up and slowing down
With this life running through
Out me
Waving at my shadow
I am beginning to see
So much to improve
But lately
I've been able to be
Your roots go very deep
And your branches reach far and wide
All you have to do is look up
Reach out
And thrive
I don't want normal, a standardized ideal
I'm not anyone's everything
I just want us,
Real
Reaching out to myself to forgive myself
I reproduce oppression when I don't ask for
Help(?)