As influences faces growth, some will want my buzz cut. Growing bolder in my vision but I often feel stuck. - Marcus Orelias

I’m hearing stop the violence but that can’t be. As long as we don’t look at ourselves, as a society

Where are we going? Where are we headed? Because believe me, it isn’t always the police. There’s two sides to every story, three if the truth’s told. In the backseat, headed somewhere unknown. All alone, my innocence will soon be seized. No permanent friends, no permanent enemies just permanent interest. Its time to fight the powers that be; let em know, we can’t have peace until niggas get a piece too. We’re taught our only option’s to be deceased. Look, I’ll be what you need me to be just know. Where I’m headed could be a rocky road. Shit, this old world is crumbling fast, a new one coming slow but fsho, you better exercise control before THEY take control, ya dig? Rebel with a cause and THEY hate it…

How you see me? Tell me how you see me. When mirrors only reflect what you want to see. Believe me.