Good Mourning

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Yo, modern life is a hustle
No time for reflection
You've gotta make money so you can save for a section
All people turn away at emotional detection
As they don't have a sweet tooth and memories are confection
Protection from the big world is all we need
So when we leave school we've no clue for corporate greed
But no matter, they'll thrust us in they will indeed
To places so mind-numbing that our brains can't feed
We're a fruit, they're a hand, and they crush until we bleed
And everything we ever loved flows away in a stream
I'm gonna die out here, just from running out of steam
What happened to the human race being a team?
Life's short so there isn't time for one dull day
But I know people who live in them more than twice my age
I'd give this all up for just one single chance on a stage
To show the people that I'm different and embrace my ways
I don't care for these cameras, doors, light switches
Someone else do it please, my creative bone itches
I've gotta scratch that before it goes away forever
And I'm stuck here and am left to chase my dreams, huh? Never
Don't think I'm clever, I'm just complaining in rhyme
Cause I'm not man enough to do my fifty years of my time
If others can, why can't I, society tells me to do it
Get back in line, everybody else has had to go through it
Not even friends care 'cause now they're just like them
A little time passed and now I'll never see them again
I'm only nineteen but my world is older
Every damn day it's like I'm tryna curl a boulder
No soldier I don't want your words get off my shoulder
I'm flexible but refuse to use the cast that they mold you with
I'm me and never them how many times have I told you, kid
Couldn't give one crap if your trims were golder, bitch
Good Mourning, good afternoon, goodnight
F*ck your demands for my life
Good Mourning, good afternoon, goodnight
F*ck your demands for my life
I'm in the mourning for the life that I once did live
It was fun 'till the day I stopped being a kid
And I'm in mourning for the people that to me are long gone
If you knew me put your hands up when you hear this song
I'm in mourning for the world and all it's selfish ways
The only influence to live is how much it pays
I'm in mourning for the people that are sleeping in cars
I hope they find the inspiration from within these bars
I'm in mourning for the fact that I'll never belong
And I've accepted it but the pain will, never be gone
I'm not like you, my cue comes from the pen
Hope I inspire you, rile you just to live again
'cause life ain't shit, ain't this, listen to me man
If you don't get it right now you'll never understand
Since day 1 slaving's never been a part of the plan
Who wants to grow up just to become a company man?
I've never known what it's like to truly be dead broke
So when I say f*ck money most see it as a joke
But this endless grind for loose ends is making me choke
Dollar constrictor round my neck and that bone's almost broke
The world says I need it
So who am I to disagree
No-one cares what you think you're just a newborn seed
So I guess I'm in mourning that they just won't feed
The addiction that they all have to thoughtless greed, nah
So that rap you just heard I wrote five years ago in 2017
On this piece of paper right here
It's one of the first verses I ever wrote
And I came back to it today 'cause I was digging through all my papers and found it
And I'm kinda blown away by it really
I had no mic, I had no beats, I had nothing
Just, passion

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