[Verse 1: Time]
I've been thinking about you lately And all the reasons That you hate me
I know you got your reasons yes I know I'm not saintly
Ill never be an angel I don't even believe in their boss
Cause what's the different between a master and a cop?
Sometimes I sit back and Soak it all in
Like look how we've gone but did we even begin?
No I don't want to smoke i don't want to have a drink
I just want to sit in the dark and have some time to think
I don't want to behave I just want to create
We don't want to conform that's why we're full of this hate
Every time you speak out they put you back in your cage
They pasteurize thoughts and put em in gestation crates
They detained liberation and they put her in a slaughterhouse
Patriarchy no knock raid in your daughter's house
Karma doesnt exist anymore cause a corporation bought it out
Tears i wanna cry em out but there ain't no water from the drought

[Hook: Time]
From World War I to World War III
Everyone scared like don't bomb me
All that freedom don't mean you free
The Biggest battle I ever fought was World War Me

[Verse 2: Time]
Standing in the art museum staring at a basquiat
Well i ever own one? i tell myself probably not
It doesnt really matter though, i guess we're all carbon
I just wanna give back to my community before my heart hardens
Fuck all the hate mail if my families eating
And fuck playing by the rules if everyone's cheating
It's all about who you know and who you brown nose
This industry will take your dignity and hold it hostage with your soul
How many sinuses need to be filled with coke?
Before we understand that the pain will never let go
This is what arts for, this is why the painter paints
This is basquiat's skull in your palm as your faint
Now wake back up and smell the sleepless nights and aerosol
Were all just running in circles like the horses on the carosel
Too many get blinded by lust from staring at gold
Were just trying to numb the pain until were pushing up them marigolds

[Hook: Time]
From World War I to World War III
Everyone scared like don't bomb me
All that freedom don't mean you free
The Biggest battle I ever fought was World War Me

[Verse 3: Time]
Back when they were still calling AIDS GRID
I was 3 years from being born i wasn't even a kid
When i only was 5 keith haring died
I used to see his figures dance around my room, on my walls they would climb
I swore to god there was a vampire in my closet
At therapy sessions i would laugh my parents thought i lost it
All i read were scary stories i was obsessed with the occult
Bigfoot, loch ness, ufos, i thought i could turn into a wolf
When i was young fear cut deep, control wouldn't let me sleep
Coercion everywhere, but in writing i found relief
Heavy water in my eyes, basketball was my therapist
NWA, mos def, hip hop there it is
Wrote my first song off of 49th i still cherish it
Rapped it to my all my friends even though i was embarrassed
Thats when chunk told me to never give a fuck
That was knowledge he gave me and that sentence was a drug
Thats when i started to notice that words could smooth out the scars
And they could break the prison in my mind and help me escape thru bars
Words sewed my wounds, the search for knowledge i was consumed
I found portals in books, i found refuge in my room