the better the worse the pure the tainted,
the birth the death the torture it came with,
Inferior superior the thoughts of a racist,
Is it civilised in the city where you walk on the pavement,
Lost a couple fam & they couldn't control me,
Picked up my pen my own thoughts consoled me,
Written on the pages in the ink is my life,
I don't do this for fun it's time we realised,
A voice, a sound, a beat dya hear it?
A truth, A reality, is that what were fearing?
Open your eyes, & your mind it is time,
If we wasn't blinded would we'see the sign.
Look at humanity, do we see reality?
why does it all come back to the fear of calamity,
Look up, look out, see the clouds in the sky,
Concrete cage is my home, wheres the peace in my mind,

Me, i'm here, and i'm now and im writing,
Not at peace, theres fear in my heart so i'm fighting,
Do you see it on my face, is it different for me?
When i was newly born what could i have achieved,
What would i be today, what would you be right now?
Not a way of knowing, not a way of finding out,
Situations differentiate between me & you
where i am, who i am, this is me who are you?
You're a brother, you're a sister, a mother a father,
A daughter, a son, would you change it would you rather?
Be someone else, change your place on this earth,
Would another position change what your worth?
You owe your life to someone something or another,
Your beliefs may differ but you were born from your mother,
You're a human, not an object or sumat to be played with,
Everything around you is sumat you were made with.

the right, the wrong, the loved, the hated,
A dream, A vision, is this all over-rated?
Who am I? This is me, This is life, where is death,
No one knows, so i respect every soul that has left,
I say i'm a fighter & i couldn't be righter,
But when it's time for death i won't be a suvivor,
So here, this life, is it real? is it fake?
Will there a be change, another light when i wake,
I'ma question life, Cus questions arrise,
But Will questioning this lead to my demise
I do what i do, cus doing this is me,
& i spit what i spit hoping you will see,
What is there in my mind What i hope to realise,
Whether ten years down this will be my life.
Jay wanted to hear summat real this is it,
MY reality on a track so fam will you choose to accept it.