Yeah you already know what it is
Big Rube that boy Victor Rashad
Heavy is my head
It's three facets to the culture
The good
Any person or thing that's an asset
To the culture
Like mentors coaches and teachers
That do it because they care and for that
Reason can reach you
Helping to free you from the paths that lead
To being ensnared within the teeth of evil
predators seeking to eat you
Taking the peace you had Piece by piece
And then the bad
That misguide you offer to pick you up and
Give you a ride but sick enough to drive you towards your own demise
Because the trust they see in your eyes
Is just enough reason to despise you
Dividing you from him to conquer us
In the attempt to prevent self discovery
Leading us to the ugly
The monstrous mutation twisting the face
Of a nation
Through lies insidiously placed to trick us
Into wasting Precious lives
Self disgracing
The gift of pure spirit placed within through the grace of creation
That can be taken by nothing
Only freely given away
Leading the way to self destruction
So this truth I spit exposing the cause
of conflict
A Mystery solved so each of us involved
Now knows the victor is chosen
Never led
So Heavy is my head
