In the Woods

I'm that regular person, guess who's never been perfect
I guess still steadily working for checks and my head, it is hurting from stress
My neck and my back are in pain, my rent and my gas are insane
My medical plan is okay, but my dental I'm having to pay

Get a profit invested, dub that economic recession
Funny how the politics get me running, and the cops will be pressuring buddies
Lost in a metropolis with a quest to just get this money
Everybody wanna wear a pair of Jordans, paranoia
Ain't nobody care about a Barry Gordy rare recording
Where we going?

And it's life full of shots, I've been fighting over ice like it's hockey, diamonds
That are the size of some bongos mined
By your child from the Congo, how is this right? I don't want it

Buy your rocks for that price, I could buy me a condo
City life's wasting time in the line of the Costco, uh
Shopping cart full of temporary commodities
Putting on my cart is unnecessary in quantity

In the woods, in the woods, I should move back to the woods
Kakui jungle got me hateful, I feel so misunderstood
In the woods, in the woods, here I just don't feel no love
I should pack my shit and move myself right back to
In the woods, in the woods, I should move back to the woods
Kakui jungle got me hateful, I feel so misunderstood
In the woods, in the woods, here I just don't feel no love
I should pack my shit and move myself right back to where I was

In the woods, in the woods, is this life, is this real?
Have I died, and my ill is my mind just so filled
With such heights that I fail, so I climb over hills
'Cause I'm striving to build me something, something

Then when the fly drones while I hold my iPhone
While I walk to my home in the sidewalk
By pylons, got jive bombs and silos
And the five-O, they IFO
With a backpack and a Krylon
But you're nice war, same homes man
Sitting on the mill crate on night lawn

We'll fight for 'em, we'll walk by
I'm a nice thump, we'll toss five
In this handless dark side of my city bed
My car drives, I'm spittin' gas
Wish park finds, I didn't have
Hard times, just gimme cash
One yard life, I'll live off land

Everything digital, can't, Twitter and instantly, grand
Internet video, and, a million click on a link, and I'll benefit, man
Never before when no history had, we've been to shittier literature, English and math
Feeling detached, and I don't know what from filling the blank, forgive me you're back
City's a trap, tell it's a trap, and they get you addicted to crap
Crystal crank, citizens living with rats, killing each other, the pistol will brrap!
Strippers and ass, liquor and grams, send debt to the bank
You ain't the one on the victory lap, you finishing last, I'm sick of it, yeah

In the woods, in the woods, I should move back to the woods
Kakui jungle got me hateful, I feel so misunderstood
In the woods, in the woods, here I just don't feel no love
I should pack my shit and move myself right back to where I was
In the woods, in the woods, is this life, is this real?
Have I died, and my ill is my mind just so filled
With such heights that I fail, so I climb over hills
'Cause I'm striving to build me something, something

Control, all about control
Every dictatorship has one obsession, and that's it
So in ancient Rome, they gave the people bread and surfaces
They kept the populace busy with entertainment
But other dictatorships use other, other strategies to control ideas, the knowledge
How do they do that? Lower education
They limit culture, censor information
They censor any means of individual expression
And it's important to remember this, that this is a pattern that repeats itself throughout history