[Intro:]
 You think you original? You ain't original. You were programmed to be you. You're a slave and you don't even know it. The [bad word] you think of ain't even your thoughts. Let's step out the box for a minute

[Verse 1:]
 How do we know if God exists?
 How do we know what's positive?
 Are you the definition of an angel or the opposite?
 If you lost your wallet and I found it, I would [bad word]  To stealing it, but if the tables turned then you would pocket it
 See I been me for so long, but I still don't know who Hopsin is
 [bad word] I'm the one my teachers used to have a problem with?
 I show my music to different labels, they ain't too fond of it
 But in the underground I seem to get so [bad word]  Say my name and it's like people get afraid and shook
 But if you take a look you'll see I'm nothing like an angry crook
 I'm learning hands-on, you busy with your face in books
 I'm here to benefit the world so Heaven's where we're safely put
 I'm not a devil, not speakin' in tongues
 I just wanna touch your heart, I try to reach it in songs
 I'm from where a child's future's in the streets with the bums
 Because it's hard to [bad word] something so unique where I'm from

[Hook:]
 When the sun's down
 Nocturnal rainbows soar in the air so high
 It may seem so that I can't see
 But the darkness provides the light for me
 I don't wanna be lonely
 And the moon is my only homie
 If there's a higher power then show me
 Instead of nocturnal rainbows

[Verse 2:]
 Obama's president, so? What's he represent?
 Just because the [bad word] s half black don't mean he's Heaven-sent
 You're clueless to evidence and all the minds he's messin' with
 His charm and smile hasn't got my [bad word] up out this debt for [bad word]  Frontin' like he's [bad word] Jesus
 And all you fools believe it
 The change he's making isn't good, that's just how you conceived it
 It's like we all broker than ever, it's due to reasons
 Dealing with self-beneficial plans and the movement he's with
 Illuminati, or whatever the [bad word] they go by
 They're the reason real [bad word] happens, and we don't know why
 Why did Michael Jackson start his tour than have to go die?
 How did rap music go from really good to so dry?
 Real artists get shelved and wack one's get famous
 To leave masses brainless, a smart mind is dangerous
 In their eyes there probably ain't no real [bad word] in your playlist
 You're just a product of what the government has created

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
 We're all smart and we know what's bad and good for us
 But yet when you got offered some marijuana, you took a puff
 Your brain's a [bad word] powerhouse, but what? That wasn't good enough?
 It's people like you who talk that "should've, could've, would've" stuff
 You probably threw your life away cause you would rather get high
 With no license or car, so you bum rides to get by
 Saying "I should've did this" or "I shouldn't have hung with this guy"
 "I'm broke as [bad word]  my rent's high. Ah, I should've realized"
 I ain't being [bad word]  these situations that I address
 I more than likely could be someone you admire, yes
 But it's because the blood, sweat and all the time that I invest
 We play the same game, difference is you never try your best
 You don't have a skill, you set yourself up for a higher mess
 I work around the clock, you slack off a lot for time to rest
 You [bad word]  till your life is gone
 Cause living's naturally [bad word]  you have to work to put a smile on