Two plus signs and a beat, This one's for you, I'm spilling knowledge so quit saving copper. We grew in green But mine was called a tree, The one that society cropped up The one you pay to go see. You are the poster child of fear, You sit in comfort for years, But under experience You've got nothing, oh dear. Realize that its not everything, Utilize its power and value it, Journey into the unknown, Sacrifice everything, begin to feel. I care. I dare. I embrace despair. But your sheltered nurture has you scared, looking to be chaired. In case your lyrical virginity got lost in a game, realize. It's not the bills in my pocket It's the skill in my rocket. In the stress of silly ideals, You found comfort in keys, You forgot to cherish the beats, You feared the streets. And for what, in your attempt to conform, You did everything but forgot... the norm is not everything. Sure, you'll survive, but did you live?
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