Philosopher's Playground

They tell me, I am too conscious
I am like, I'm just too notorious
I am too real, don't be mad that I am ill
Taken it back to the 90s,
97 was my birth year, My mom was fill
To the brim with strife, As she gave me life
Plopped out, as she stood up,
Like a foal trying to stand up
Now watch as I bust your lip
As I drink from my sippy cup
Then again I'm to comprehensive
Of the situation, while I pay my tuition
But you still want to be apprehensive
Of the truth, and the dark
In the dim light, Jungle Animals stalk
Their prey, so weak and frail
At times,
I can sympathize with them,
cause aren't we all chasing our tails
Lost and confused, as the top percent
Control our meals, as they feed on our fails
Making these one sided deals,
As I drown below with three cents
Feelin I ain't worth shit, damn I'm already in debt
Is this state permanent, can I rise above it
Then again, I'm too real, too preachy
Shut up, what are you even teaching
You supposed to be a psychic
what you are seeing
Man if I knew, I wouldn't be writing
I would just be silent, and stop talking
I already think too much
I need to Fucking eat my lunch
Bro calm down, it's not worth it
Just comply and just go with it
No nigga, I'm not gonna be chastised
For something that happened to my past lives
I just want to be idolized
Want people to realized
The veil over their eyes
I don't gotta lie, I don't care or mind
If you call me names, say I'm psychotic
I don't deny it
At least, I'm not being chaotic
Far from it
I'm a little born sinner
At least I can admit it
That's why you hate,
The fact I expose the shit
Telling me I need a filter
Cause people hate the truth
Listen to the wind that breezes through my tooth
Using these words, and stanzas as tools
To attack you fools
That's a low blow, but then again
You want the scoop,when I act like a animal
Put me in front of your lens
so you can see me go primal
So called survival, dog eat dog world
Fuck it we all cannibals
Then again it's taboo,
step on another to only lose
This is life, it's normal
Anything to get to the top,
To be top dog, to be hard
To show who's at large
But still, I'm the one gonna be charge
For being radical, and unsociable
This isn't chemical, just untouchable
Hot topic to risqué, to naughty
To be sought or even taught
But still too Conscious to ever be stopped