Interlude (Right There)

(Afterthought):
I tend to think irrational
If Mortality was tangible
And we reverted back to primitive animals
Cannibals
Biting at our thoughts like radicals vs capital
Compared to primate to be told your worse then
To be A CP aka colored person
Determined but
immersed in
A culture not his own
And from in his family he felt disowned
To be adopted
To feel unwanted
Family departed
Disheartened and as a an outcast regarded
In this world its hard being a CP
Especially when everyone act BS PC
Talks about what trending and whats on TV
A half-assing activist who preaches, never practices,
Gonna need bandages for all the the damages
Amateurs! like bond missin' mission parameters
This pitter patter chitter chatter's of a disaster;
I get it crackin' like the lips of a imitating nigger, actor
Back when menstral was a show and a cycle
I was accused of murdering the beat that's why i'm on trial,
And I sit selflessly trying to selfless but in the end its all about survival
You can be damn sure the jury grand but its not public
The anger in the people is bubbling
Open your eyes the whole world is toxic
And we need to think bigger then ourselves: cosmic
The Cosmos of Sorrows of my soul it hallows
Deep in its grottoes in this pain we wallow