Perception

Said sit down, I'ma
Teach you a lesson, how the
No satisfaction, the world lost inside its own deception
No sense of fashion, now you're lost inside your own obsession
No tense of action, now you're constantly think of oppression
Your temper acting, why you overly think of aggression?
This just a fraction of what you normally think of, depression
No need reaction, I firmly think there's no confession
You're only after what you believe is called a succession
You're in the indirection
Falling in two dimensions
You're making no progression
Guess leave it to your digression
The path of intersections
How 'bout you think of recession?
Going the wrong direction
Guess you have no recollection
The jury called a discretion
Well, guess what? I claim objection
You can not take what is mine, I got power in my possession
Even if you were to try, I'll take you out with no regression
Don't look me in the eye, I ain't making no exceptions
Don't tell me what you think is right, I ain't taking no suggestions