after this i don't know where to go,
this life i'm living is ugly
alone in a mud house
who's gon believe in me, if i didn't believe in myself
i told my mama what i saw in my dream,
she taught i'm goin' mad
yeah sometimes i think i'm crazy because you ain't seeing what i'm seeing
it's becoming complex
stop attacking my traditional wisdom
i don't like your intellectualism and status quietism
illusion wisdom has deepen and dumped my people
all hailed, all been cheered even through is all shades of gray
as they say "look can be deceiving sometimes"
don't let my innocence deceive you
if they try to kill me when i'm full of shit
i wonder what will happen now but that's okay
to live is for me and to die is gain...
love
Jane Influence
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