Whether

more like spoken word. word.

Don't know whether to turn forward or back

Trying find the truth I run into smack

Diluted polluted messengers all around

In in my own eye things just compound

Help me if you can I’m feeling down

And I would appreciate if truth abound

But I am locked down cause I can’t trust myself

Unless yunno I put everybody else on the shelf

I did it for a while and it was me

Then I came down from the mountain to society

I don’t just wanna leave it to New Jerusalem

I love my earthly family wanna share it with em

Just don’t know how to speak that straight

Whole worlds undone obliterate

What appears to be undeniable

Inside my feelings say is unreliable

Squatting with Rastas praying with the monks

While others pray for field goals and slam-dunks

It’s a crazy situation can’t turn it around

Dreaming of spaghetti the fox and the hound

The innocence of a child’s love is lost

Slaves to the system slaves to our boss

Who are boss be we don’t even know

Are we buyin’ the commercials or we buyin’ the show

Steaming down the tracks out of control

Huggin’ the rails scared to lose my soul

Emancipation just a song in hiding it seems

Inward I turn and reside in my dreams!