The State of Things Today, yet...
The world's a dangerous place today, it's like chaos is infinity...
Where there's a will there's a way, has vanished, or so it seems.
Terror abounds in leaps and bounds, innocent blood bleeds out...
In that blood innocence drowns, so innocence prays for a drought.
Hope still exists and has a say, and it'll grow from charity...
If we all give a little everyday, we'll strenghten internally.
Donate often around your town, just travel a giving route...
But charitable sounds give me frowns, and this is what I shout...
I don't care...
About anything else but me...
I don't care...
Unless it concerns my family...
I don't care...
When planes crash into the sea...
I don't care...
Cuz I'm busy with my wife and baby...
I don't care...
That the homeless are cold and lonely...
I don't care...
If ya just lost one of ya homies...
I don't care...
That the rainforest is losing trees...
I don't care...
Cuz I got more on lock, than you got memories.
And I just don't give a fuck...
When baby seals get clubbed...
Or when little kids get loved...
And teenage girls get drugged...
During shootouts in tha club...
Resulting in phones bugged...
And false arrests trumped up...
So a sitting duck gets judged...
An electric chair gets plugged...
But he's not allowed last hugs.
And the whole time...
I don't care...
Cuz that dude wasn't me...
I don't care...
All I do is grow my weed...
I don't care...
Cuz aside from my family, it's all I need.
So forget what ya told and go with tha flow, that's my advice, young G's...
Take care of ya own and ya microphone and you'll be fine, guaranteed.
I peeped:
Think for Yourself, by Trapt Wit
Controversial Freestyle, by True Souldja
You Are, by Dev
