[SOCIOPATHIC DEGREES OF VISUALITY]
THE WORD WAS SOCIOPATH AND IT WAS CHOSEN BY Hamdiyya Davis.
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Where is the responsibility as these children are raised to go forth on this massive journey...sociopathic levels of narcissistic understanding in a world so full of all these things.
Electronic images of savage acts that become the stuff of legends as bodies drop to the killing floor.
A beast that infects the will of the young as respect and honor are ignored...pretty men and mixed up metaphors.
A flag in the back pocket of a young thug as he fights for ground in a land where bones make up the dust.
Where the one who murders is placed in high esteem...a picture on face book.
Free my dog Lil Tee.
A child born in the suburbs who learns to hate because his parents got mad cake...feeding him doses of racist rhetoric along with his corn flakes.
No respect as the elders try to bring sanity to the vanity of living in these modern times...100 dollar shoes and shiny platinum chains.
Spitting of death on the airwaves that leap from tower to tower...beam down from outer space.
A warrior that kills his own is best called a fool...thats some wisdom from the old school.
The blood that drains from these veins is your own as a last gasp at breathing is made.
Fresh air bears the scent of death.
In a sociopaths wake.
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