[Interlude]
Those who can hear me I say:
Do not despair
The misery that is upon us is but the passing of greed
The bitterness of men, who fear the way of human progress
The hate of men who will pass when dictators die
The power they took from the people will return to the people
And so long as men die, liberty will never perish
Soldiers, don't give yourselves to brutes
Men who despise you and slave you
Regiment your lives
Tell you what to do, what to think, or what to feel
Who drill you, diet you, treat you like cattle
Use you as canon fodder
Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men
Machine men with machine minds and machine hearts
You are not machines, you are not cattle
You are men
You have the love of humanity in your hearts


[Verse 1: Curtismith]
Who am I, silly me
Running circles for the truth in my vicinity
Got a vision that I started taking seriously
And I’m the type of kid that dreams of shaking up an industry
It’s killing me, but I got a lucid flow
Search for opportunity, make sure it’s original
Get the dough, work until I make it to the pinnacle
And I might have to hustle cause I sure as hell ain’t living broke
But I don't think it’s all about the money
I never follow streams and I never follow dummies
Who are all about degrees, all about the honnies
All about the weed, smoke, coke, and all the molly
I am hungry, I am driven and everything in between
This is what it looks like when you trying to be a king
I can walk with all the poppas and conversate with the fiends
They told me it could happen now you gotta wait and see
But let me break it down for a minute
Said I’m going in for life cause I know my heart is in it
So I’m 'bout roll the dice, start until the finish
I’ll be glowing with the lights
They told me it was written in the stars
Floating past Jupiter and Mars
We should not abuse it if the universe is ours
And art, only the truth will make you glisten
So find a pot of gold and then you shine just like a prism
If you listen I can penetrate your soul
I’m a Filipino that is trying to break the mold
I am cold, alone, and crackin'
This the shit you think you know but couldn’t imagine
Who is acting fashion
I’m tryna be like Branson
And see my life in action
I find it funny that the money can't buy class, it
Only makes you lonely in a brand new mansion
No you can’t buy passion
And this is all I got
So I hit em with the flow to put my soul on the spot
Said this is all I got
So I hit em with the flow from the soul that I got