I'm feeling kinda helpless now
I'm in a box looking out at shifting grounds
Interpreting new sounds
My eyes were sharp and then I found out
This shits way to profound for me sober
I've been searching for some other
Right beside myself
Like you don't
Provide the help
The clarity for me to see
The lies and deceit that they try to pull over we

Still my people they suffering
Yea my people stay suffering
And in the streets therе is mumbling
I feel ya narrative crumbling

May KALI's fire bun ya down
Rid this land free of rotten crown
I'm rеady to make a new sound
Can't contribute to the lies
In this fickle paradise

These days you gain truths
And lose followers
And trust me these blessings are working just how they should
And as things try to disguise themselves
Like false truths let them go
Like fake news you must move through
Reflect the highest you
Don't allow yourself to be consumed
By the fear these man adhere to
We were put here as equal
This is our time no sequel

Still my people stay suffering
Yea my people they suffering
And in the streets there is mumbling
I feel ya narrative crumbling

May KALI's fire bun ya down
Rid this land free of rotten crown
I'm ready to make a new sound
Can't contribute to the lies
In this fickle paradise

May KALI 's fire bun ya down
Rid this land free of rotten crown
I'm ready to make a new sound
Can't contribute to the lies
In this fickle paradise

Fuck a fickle paradise
Fuck a fickle paradise
Fuck this fickle paradise
Such a fickle paradise
Fuck this fickle paradise
Can't contribute to the lies
Can't contribute to the lies

Fuck this fickle paradise
Such a fickle paradise
Fuck this fickle paradise
Can't contribute to the lies
Fuck this fickle paradise
Such a fickle paradise
Fuck this fickle paradise