Gen.

I'm happy in my own zone, frozen in time zone
No worries and whatever, so please leave me alone
Tired of always being treated second class
It's just not in my culture, origin or past
My generation of never ration, vortex of illusion
We need some rarefactions, like waves, compressions
Depression got me staring far into future
Is it a proof? The truth? Or is it all spoof?

See this thing works on a simple basis
It's either kill or be killed, so face it
We ain't got nothing since day one
So I contemplate the day we eliminate guns
Masters of weaponry, speaking of which contrary
It's an eye for another, degradin' nature mother
So as I see 20 other cities emerge and prosper
Urban lives the bed of crimes, socialised, marginalised

[Outro]
Ironic how lives should been better, but I bet you
50 years down, problems wouldn't be this few
So fuck it, let me see you judge,
I'll see you higher classes stumble and crumble
Humbled and fumbled when you start to mumble
I just realised this space's too small for me to grumble
It's late and my belly starts to rumble..
So fuck it, I could be havin' apples to keep doctors away
While 20 million people die silently, kept and locked away..

Started: 12.59
End: 1.15