Cigarettes in Alexandria (interlude)
I cannot bring change to the world
So I brought it to myself
Listen, I've seen a couple things that I wish I hadn't seen
Slippers and my phone in my pocket
'Cause I heard that my people are troubled with the greed
Or maybe they be dying for this bread
They all got a family to feed
I've seen a young child in the streets, laying on the ground
The blood got on his feet
I wish I had the will to be different from the rest but instead I had to leave
Ashamed is how I feel as I'm writing with a weight on my chest, I wish I wasn't weak
Smell of cigarettes and a heartache, I couldn't even breathe
A city full of creeps, watch a young woman get the looks, 'cause she ain't got no sleeves
Covered with the scent of a nation filled with trash running through my nose
My thoughts overflowing with the vent, had Nicotine ashes on my toes
I saw them young kids selling masks, they meant for something more
Like Roman Augustine, I've seen a few men break the trend unlike most
Seeing both sides of the coin, but I'm seeing all tails
I've watched a lot of dogs in the streets looking stale
Made the fees raise 'cause they wanna bring sales
Tried to rip me off 'cause they noticed that I'm pale
But a part of me, simply cannot blame them
I'm carrying the guilt, the sin of my fortune
Escaped all the pain, and even the abortion
I got a lot of shame, sadness that I'm storing
Why the hell my blessings, are given and they gorging
I wonder what's the source of injustice
The lack of information, got me feeling so disgusting
But I'm gifted with this vessel, so I focus on my health
Wrestle with the devil until I value more than my wealth
Got a mission to accomplish
Overcome my flaws, they gotta be abolished
Gotta learn my ways, & shape 'em after college
Time to heal the scars, the weakness I've acknowledged
I keep my faith close
Reflecting on my life so I had to start to ponder
So I brought it to myself
Listen, I've seen a couple things that I wish I hadn't seen
Slippers and my phone in my pocket
'Cause I heard that my people are troubled with the greed
Or maybe they be dying for this bread
They all got a family to feed
I've seen a young child in the streets, laying on the ground
The blood got on his feet
I wish I had the will to be different from the rest but instead I had to leave
Ashamed is how I feel as I'm writing with a weight on my chest, I wish I wasn't weak
Smell of cigarettes and a heartache, I couldn't even breathe
A city full of creeps, watch a young woman get the looks, 'cause she ain't got no sleeves
Covered with the scent of a nation filled with trash running through my nose
My thoughts overflowing with the vent, had Nicotine ashes on my toes
I saw them young kids selling masks, they meant for something more
Like Roman Augustine, I've seen a few men break the trend unlike most
Seeing both sides of the coin, but I'm seeing all tails
I've watched a lot of dogs in the streets looking stale
Made the fees raise 'cause they wanna bring sales
Tried to rip me off 'cause they noticed that I'm pale
But a part of me, simply cannot blame them
I'm carrying the guilt, the sin of my fortune
Escaped all the pain, and even the abortion
I got a lot of shame, sadness that I'm storing
Why the hell my blessings, are given and they gorging
I wonder what's the source of injustice
The lack of information, got me feeling so disgusting
But I'm gifted with this vessel, so I focus on my health
Wrestle with the devil until I value more than my wealth
Got a mission to accomplish
Overcome my flaws, they gotta be abolished
Gotta learn my ways, & shape 'em after college
Time to heal the scars, the weakness I've acknowledged
I keep my faith close
Reflecting on my life so I had to start to ponder
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Writer(s): Daniel Saad
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