DEFENDER'S RAP

• Don't expect me to be fine if you discriminate my goals,
• The Devil on the inside will suddenly quadruple,
• My eyes begin to bleed, so revenge seems fair,
• How ever foggy it may be, I'll never drive to despair,
• You assume my dreams aren't taking flight? Your brain must have blown,
• My foot on the ground describes the potential my goals own,
• If you'd ever let me speak, I could show you how much I care,
• I do have freedom of speech, but you don't seem to care,
• You gave up on tryna see the side of the glass as half full,
• Shattered ever tryna think wide, after all, glass is fragile,
• Sometimes I often think of giving a little prayer
• to the Devil, speaking of leading me to dangle in the air,