The Influence

there's my home boy k'naan
changing the world with his songs
then there's my guy mos def
sending darkness to it's death
can't forget my main man cheadle
strong whenever everyone else sits fetal
i can picture myself with them
sitting back while we chat, letting it be just like the beetles
we'd look at all the people,
all the problems that seem so feeble
converse amongst ourselves
find the answers, crush them because they're evil
no one wants the truth
willing to believe misconceptions
letting only the elite
decide political elections
it's all about connections
like a virus or infection
kills off the weak
but i believe in the resurrection
the bringing back of life
of a soul that lost affection
a life with nothing but a minor defection
that symbolizes a reflection
of a point of intersection
between a charge and a convection
it's all just a deception
there's no such thing as perfection
and life's full of these more often than common complexions
cause who knew a little step back
could send you so far ahead
release all the stress
lose the animosity
a high speed life
weed sex and money equal velocity
what is the cost to me
i'm sure i can afford it
success is up for grabs
i for one plan to hoard it
then i'll distort it
in my eyes i'll contort it
try not to force it
so i'll patiently wait
idolize, strive to be like the guys that already morn it