Quota
[Verse]
Make no mistake, I was born to hate
How I feel today, engulfed in flames
You don't got a say motherfucker, face me now
Can't afford your feelings, I hold the crown
My head 6 feet underground, so sick and tired of hearing the same sound
If only I did this and that, fuck you
Ignorance is bliss but sad
I think enough's been said
I hope your quotas are met
This ain't a set, it's real life, how long till you realize
You won't know me until you've seen my real eyes, never