I’m not afraid to be an artist I’m not afraid to seek the truth I’d rather be wrong trying to improve Then be immobilized while being praised and abused
I’ll follow rules, but not if they keep changing I’ll play a game if they stop moving the goal Otherwise I’m here to observe and disclose Truth’s often right under your nose and it doesn’t appear smelling like a rose
It’s Decomposed and hidden It’s shit you’re smelling That you want to run away from But you can’t run away from your nostrils
You can’t unsee it But you close your eyes to unbelieve it Ignoring it makes you an accomplice That’s how justice works You’re complicit in the denial of truth.
True heroes don’t wait for a prize They live their life in disguise They do good for the sake of it. They’re not posing for an audience.