Dreaming With Our Eyes Open

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Stuck in the same room in the same mood
Everybody tried to tell me what I cant do
Everybody tried to tell me that I changed too
And I changed lanes from you lame dudes
Its been a minute since I spilled my pain
Had to take a step back and look at life in a different way
If you want the change, you gotta be the change
Now were all the same
Nobody wanna take the reins, nobody wanna push their brain
Nobody will admit that theyre fake for the facts they claim
You see were all imperfect in a perfect way
And while we work all day, were all work no play
Were slaved to the loans and the bills we pay
You consume a double cheese when the radio play
Mainstream, Mickey Ds and my ** ** gourmet
Ive been up for seven days straight
Trying to figure out my fate
Trying to figure out any way to put food on my plate
But I sold a few tees so Im eating today
Okay, Im doing okay, could probably do better
Came home to a letter, eviction
I know I dont fit your description of a rapper
But me Im a clearer, they threw all the cheddar
I know everything that glitter aint gold
Life is the clay, you too busy to mold
Time here is taking its toll
We spend all our time without passion and then we get old
Was told, I should go quit
But none of you see all the letters I get from these kids
Who hurt from within and dont wanna live
And tell me my music is all that can give them hope
Yeah, all we need it some hope
And they tell me their familys broken and broke
They using my music to cope
Ive been on that boat, held down by a rope
Held down by a string, yall looking for things
Im looking to change the perception of people and all of the beautiful things that it brings
Yeah, record in my closet, dont make enough profit
Yall used to have morals and somehow you lost it
Dont care about the money I spend on my coffin
I care bout the people attending
And often were lost, lost in this world
Were selfish to think, I could find happiness in a girl
Were selfish to think were elite, we destroy and deplete
Our whole planet no smarter than squirrels
So who wants to talk about that? Who wants to talk about facts
Maybe Id be in your mag if I added tunechi or bap-bap
Or I talked about **** when I rap
But **** all of that, the voice of the youth
The voice of the people, the real and the truth
The voice of the one who had nothing to lose
I speak for a heart thats been broken and beaten and bruised
Im tired of holes in my shoes
Tired of having to move, tired of coming unglued
Tired of cleaning your table and serving you food
We are what we choose, if only you knew the **** that Ive seen
I cant tell if Im lucid or living the dream
I dont do it for me, do it all for the team
I remember back living when I was a teen
And my grandma she said I was worthless
And my teachers said I had no purpose
And my mama she said I was perfect
Im sitting on Twitter while I should be working on verses
Youre worth it, and when you feel weak
The deeper the trench, the higher the peak
See yall are a piece of my legacy
Cause you believe we can be anything and I wanna be... me