Insatiable

Drake asked if there’s more to life, I wondered the same

Is there more to the game than the chase of money, power and fame?

Material asses,

stakes that you feign to own in imperial stats is

the bacterial grown from what you used to clean your fake glasses.

Mundane how it gets.

It’s lame I confess, but I tell you I say this w no disrespect..

I wreck, so many ships.

Relations, friends, where does it end?

Follow the leader or follow the trend?

I bend. Backwards and forward , I’m a victim to it too

The criminal & detective, whole cast of SVU.

Cutting ourselves with the double edged sword

You stay at the party even though you know that you’re bored

You hate what you’re tied to but you won’t cut the chord

Living in fear

The same one fighting for their rights made you feel wrong for being queer

They wanna feel different so create an opinion

Trying to be a leader when you’re really just a minion.

Dressing like a shepherd with every necessary accessory tweaked

but when you look at records, you're on the top of the list of sheep.

Reading a post, listening to a friend.

Creating an opinion like trying to cancel Eminem.

Trying to be mature but acting uncouth

People are dying in this world, but they’re too busy killing Dr Seuss.

Is there more to life than placing blame and hate on the same ones that helped create it?

Is there more to life than the limits we live in.

Is there more to life than the basic and given?

We’re here to do more, but everyone’s too focused on competition.

Feeling crazy sometimes with the constant repetition

They’re not healthy even though they’re so big on nutrition.

In addition, I listen & trust my intuition when I see them fishing for war.

Say you’re ‘happy’ but why are you always looking for more?

You can be rich but still be so poor.

There’s a reason we’re searching. There’s a root to the void.

Instead of planting new seeds, they’re covering up ones they destroyed.

Because ego is driven and hearts in the back seat.

Hates in the kitchen while love takes all the heat.

Take a seat, take a pill, look around let it chill.

If you will, listen & let me rhyme out of line

Sweet tastes much better when you been swimming in brine.

There’s more to life than the attention we seek.

There’s a bigger meaning and a better technique.

There’s more to life than the facades that we see on the gram.

Social media got us trippin', victims to the scam.

We love it and hate it. We hype it up and degrade it.

I’m just as guilty but my hands are filthy when I try to evade it.

It’s weighted , and holding us down.

Everyone’s too busy yapping instead of looking around.

The clowns, the leaders, we listen to the speakers.

Saying they want us strong, but only make us weaker

I just truly seek the

Abundance of substance. The bare minimum just doesn’t cut it

I can’t put a smile on & say that I love it.

I want the Jungle Juice of this life & this party ain’t got it so I’m leaving it behind me & heading towards the door

I’m out this bitch, its rotted, so make sure when they try to find me, tell them I’ve gone looking for more.