Anarchy

(álbum: Box Office - 2019)

I'm proud to be Black and I'm proud to be Arab
I've been given life when I thought life was barren
I'm proud of my mother whose roots are Latin
Who told me that life should be lived with compassion
Monotonous beings obsessed with conformity
Judging me 'cause I don't live my life normally
Mad 'cause the bandaids I've worn have been ripped off
Fuck all that Kool-Aid that y'all have been sipped off
Our age is all about propaganda
Fascism and slander
The more we convince you to hate people
Somehow equates to the more you have manners
They ain't cracked the code, no Da Vinci
Brainwashing the soul can't convince me
That I'm a follower, have no identity
Try and indict me, I'm guilty of felonies

My eyes never will be wide shut
Donnie Darko, eyes cut
Angels and demons just for the clarity
I bring the anarchy to the severity
Angels lined up, blowing trumpets
Bitches obsessed with tea and crumpets
Can't hear the message I'm tryna encompass
I guess they are fine living as puppets

I've been told that I'm being dramatic
Oppression is real, it's systematic
What about those who've been raped and pillaged
All for the gain of those thriving in privilege
The standard has told all these beautiful
Individuals that they're not suitable
They cannot be natural and mutable
But really that shit is disputable
Charles Manson, I ain't never had a family
Speak the truth, bitches think uncannily
Raised by the streets, they calling it vanity
Refusing to see that Heaven's gate is a fantasy
I'll break free, will not be a prisoner
Of these patriarchal practitioners
What is the reason? I'm the inquisitor
Fuck all these [?] shady partitioners

All my life, I wanted serenity
Piece of Heaven, my own identity
Adopted at birth, never knowing my parents
Man, that shit fucked me up mentally
Even worse, when my dad walked out
Packed his shit, took the food out my mouth
I still hear my mom screaming loud
Pierced ears, echoes through the house
Friends? Man, you funny
All those niggas wanted was money
They knew my mother was stacked
In reality, I was a dummy
Followed in stores, watched on a camera
No matter how correct my grammar
I swear I'm educated
All my life was lacking was glamor

(My eyes never) will be wide shut
(Donnie Darko) eyes cut
(Angels and demons) just for the clarity
(I bring the anarchy) to the severity
(Angels lined up) blowing trumpets
(Bitches obsessed) with tea and crumpets
(Can't hear the message) I'm tryna encompass
(I guess they are fine)
I'ma stop being nice!

People expect me to apologize
For not fitting the paradigms
Bitches obsessed with all my success
Y'all bitches blind, put on them lenses
See through my eyes, look at my body
So many scars, but I am Parvati
Fighting this battle, your work ethic's body
Don't want the smoke, I'll give you a [?]
You know the struggles of being ugly
In the world's eyes, isn't that lovely
Still walk around and acting all bubbly
Wishing that someone would shut up and hug me
This obsession with passing normal
Is stupid, I'd rather be informal
Taking this culture straight to the oral
That shit just makes me wanna quarrel

(My eyes never) will be wide shut
(Donnie Darko) eyes cut
(Angels and demons) just for the clarity
(I bring the anarchy) to the severity
We need the change (And we know it)
Humanity has a chance (Don't blow it)
Just light the match (Don't throw it)
The world's too gassed (You know it)

I'm just gonna let this fucking beat play for another few bars so y'all can let this shit set in
Do you feel it?
Do you fucking feel it?
Y'all never feel it
So shut the fuck up
And sit the fuck down
I'm tired of you fucking clowns