Conflicted

Why do you want a life where you get no scars
If you live a fairy tail i bet it wont last
You keep your deck empty hoping that you'll get more cards
Hold up! Swallow your pride before you fall apart.

For all the filthy rich people got tricks up on their sleeves
They see you lacking pick the fruit that your soul had seed
And Thats the price you pay for loosing patience up for greed
You cant be asking for help if you dont have the reach

They say you live in the gutter or you come out of it.
They show it like it's a choice coz they were privileged.
They want us running this marathon so we end up quick
Take a seat. Never envy the life Of another kid,

Why you been asking for help, know you should earn your blessings.
If you handing out your plate they will serve you carrots.
You had to cook up your meal with that hunger for talent
Doubting the skill for the flaws in the system is madness.

You see the fame comes with money their verses dont matchup
It is a market for the rich where poor dont matter
And if you made it out the gutter to your silver platter
With no silver spoon to your mouth you deserve a medal

I hope i see my roses
Before my casket closes
What does it mean to post a picture while my body's frozen
For your condolence my body's soulless losing my focus
I see myself in the circus a slave to my owners.
A fool for the bigger picture you just gave me orders.
I had to sell my soul was it coz my family was cobbler's
Or was it coz i made a wrong choice crossing my borders
Jump off the cliff, no turning back i rather be tortured

By the system it dont favor the unfortunate
What fortune is? The prophecy made by some anonymous.

You step in shit, do politics, you get a hit, that's evident
To get what you deserve you got to be the pessimist
Its the devils business and we were heaven sent.
If you want to make it big,learn to stab a back
Be the better man you'll never see your betterment
A good kid in this maad city he cant sattle at

Broken promises
My condolences
Always been a push over like i am an orphan kid
You stay anonymous to the the one you were honest with
They use you for your skin then they just box you in
I am breakin out the box i am in i need some oxygen
They want you in the box again like you an ornament
Put a price on your name so they can auction in
Its not what you deserve but that is all you get.

Dont take it as demotivation
You see the reason for giving up is the lack of patience
Let all the people come battle us, you know they mistaken
For all the reason they hating us is they work for satan
So make your heart a weapon with all the hate it had in
Searching the meaning of life you covered all the distance
And what you found that the answer was your art and wisdom
Its not the money or fame, its what you get it out from.