Pulled in by glamour,
The fame becomes addictive...
Like the golden glow of the setting sun
Does this time represent the fall of man...
As I watch time pass me by.
I stop n' wonder. Why don't my angels ever fly...
As long as there is no revolution forthcoming,
pray then for the breakdown...
Stand up,
Let your voice be heard...
I live my life as a stereotype.
Labels are place on me like I'm a product you can...
I wonder what Martin would think,
if he took a look at our generation...
We've come to a point in our time,
Where there is more fatal crimes...
Silver spoon with a
Distinguished sheen...
LiveStrong
Breast Cancer...
Communication verses Worrying
Be concerned about lifes interruptions...
I so enjoyed writing this collab with Sluvious/Bob...
This piece was written to show people that country...