Ambitions

Be the master race or who the people acknowledge

Or get cast away with all your people and their knowledge

Wanna blast the way to save the people and their promise

Or just start the game and kill the people that were honest.

And promise me, I'll take it back if I could

Never thought the gangster of my thoughts ever would

Everywhere I go, so I say goodbye to my hood

Cause its not possible to lay dormant and be good.

When the masters get eradicated, the end reveals

Dichotomy of freedom or monoply of feels

Gotta be the leader but wanna stay real in my zeals

Even when I die, my thoughts and actions I'll conceal.

Cause out of own misery and right

I forget that my purpose was to spit and spite

Every morning I'm awake to just sit and write

But hands on my knees, my ambitions and I.

By: Arman Yusuf