The events have been altered to display the intended story
The things I've done with this one to some can appear naughty
I'm just another black bored so pass the chalk please
I'm my own leader of my narrative
Me and my character share same dream
Which is to save the kids
I'm not blasphemous but I thought
The story in front of me was way too basic
Let me see
If I make the characters ethnic this time instead of white
Does that make me racist?
We have been subordinated many times
In stories and in rhymes
My intentions are for my main character is he can bare many faces
So he can give hope to those who appear down
Inject their lives with a face lift
Enter the complexity's of my dreamworld
He sat eating on a table full of winners
The winners that don't regard breaking bread as a loss
Now that's winning
He didn't know the men among him
Were practically brought up on sinning
Money, gambling and all the fine as loose women
That sometimes all that keeps this parallel universe spinning
Sometimes this modern universe leaves my mind spinning
Seriously how can you tell a guy because he hasn't had sex
He ain't living
With those three words he questions himself
The peer pressure sets in
The parallel universe looks enticing and I ain't kidding
Girls with two children before twenty you got to be kidding me
The government fails to recognize there's a problem
As it concentrates on the middle class and higher living
This is for eyes to wake up
Literally to create a shake up was the guys mission
Read to hear the voices in your head
Sit back and listen
Concentrate on whats written
Sometimes you have to think outside the box to defend your opinion
Back to my parallel universe
I cant believe I snapped out of my line of thought
At least I remained in my position
Funny thing is what if at the last supper Judas got Lean
He would have got paranoid spoke out
So in the bible there would be no need for the last scene
That version could remain to be seen
What would have happen if Paul spoke out to the leader
Said I've lost faith and embarked on my dean
What if when the cock crowed Peter was wrapped up in the sheets
Woke up next to a broad in bed to maintain body heat
What if the rest of the disciples said forget the team
The only team we promote lies in Essex
Had a slogan and said we keeping it ream
All I could do was sit back with my thoughts
Think to myself life could be a lot worse
I'm truly thankful its just a dream
