i’m life changing but not law abiding my hands are scarred from writing/
i’ve seen what the prophets have searched for but my vision marred my sighting/
i’m not blind but reminded that without blinders you get scared of the truth/
but not by fiction time we face the facts and it’s about time we dared our youth/
we aren’t headed in the right direction lost on this atlas like columbus/
your words chosen in generally are horrendous but i’m great at this i’m stupendous/
exploring the subterrean landscape what this hand makes will decide this man’s fate/
i still seal deals with a handshake they must be after humans that they can sedate/
easily adaptable it’s practical to force the masses to practice what you preach/
but it’s the greed you actually seek as i see these factions formed by the weak/
you know the individual a benz with tinted windows though and his fists are full/
of bills it’s quite miserable to show that i know more than our elected officals know/
i’m not saying i’m a mensa member but i know that legal tender tempts the honest type/
there’s two things about me i get along with night and even when i’m wrong i’m right/