VENT ft. Dalton & A Lyrics

I need to vent

And try to empty my head

Capacity past the maximum

Access to the exits is inadequate

And it's hazardous

How'd it even happen is the question

But as I ask, all I'm finding is reasons why I need to

Vent

Like the room my weed was kept when it wasn't legal yet

I'm consumed with people's stress; an emotional chameleon

Anxiety higher than helium, appearing numb

Why you so serious?

Just tired, I'm weary of trying my best, not near enough

Notoriety really fucks with your idea of what to be leery of

Social media is a disease and so insidious

Us idiots put a stigma to being uninfected with it

It's wrecking my mental, reckon I oughta go in

Thank god I can vent without 'em chopping my head

Oh what a wonderful thing this freedom of speech is

A blessing, but democracy's dead

Or did it ever exist

Much too much my mental, gotta go in

Thank god I can vent without 'em choppin' my head

Oh what a wonderful thing freedom of speech is

But democracy's dead

Or did it ever exist?

White man's independence for imprisonment and indigenous misery

The pen danced across the document authoring his story

The words in permanent ink, but not the word he would keep

When you learn the story, some people wish we could purge what it means

Like, "Let's turn a new leaf," thoroughly white washing all its goriest details

Until it's a fairytale that we tell till we feel

So innocent in our privilege we fail to repair the damage

And just perpetuate it

Instead of Reparations, we rep a nation where police reap air

From melanated lungs

Kids grow up crazy young cuz they need to beware of their situation

You could causally become a casualty here

And never even get your name said

So much injustice words do not do it justice at all

Still espousing raps like I'm bout that action, but trust me y'all

I ain't living up to the talk

Awareness isn't the end

Where do I fit into the mission of squaring the debt of the inherited American sins

And as an artist in Hip Hop, with my aryan skin

What are these lyrics' effect

Sincerest intent

But when I speak to experiences I haven't had, who am I here to address

I need to vent (I need to vent)

I need to vent (I need to vent)

I need to vent (I need to vent)

I need to vent, yeah

I need to vent, yeah

I need to vent (I need to vent)

But I need to be speaking less

How much more of this pain can we tolerate

Mental fatigue's got the better of me

So I stop and I stagnate

Take my time to breathe, count one, two, three

Look up, gotta keep the faith

Unlock potential in me that you wouldn't believe

Fuck shit up, like the people say

There's so many things I want to say to you

But my philosophies on life won't pull me through

I feel fatigued, I'm on my knees

Lord help me

I need to speak

So while I speak grab me something to fuckin eat

We're living in a system, way too complicit

What am I missing

This dystopia's kissing me on my cheek

And I'm starting to miss

A simpler existence

The world that I'm living in

The aftermath of a generation sin (I need to vent)

How much more of this pain can we tolerate

Mental fatigue's got the better of me

So I stop and I stagnate

Take my time to breathe, count 1, 2, 3

Look up, gotta keep the faith (Vent)

I, I need to vent

Oo, no, no

Oh no

Friend

I repent

It helps me reinvent

The silence understood before learning what cultural DNA meant

People talk without speaking, and spew hate as a reason

Triggered by identities they appropriate for holiday seasons

Commodified ancestral trauma of minorities ease projected majorities

Illusions of unity aid Capitalism in perpetuating oppressive patriarchy

Instead, invest in diverse communities

And protect all life forms

Please

Allocate love and resources into kinder, more sustainable societies

I'm a student, teacher, and critic of the soul

And feeling alone never dressed so old

But

It's got a hold on me

I'm in a daze keeping up and slowing down

With this life running through

Out me

Waving at my shadow

I am beginning to see

So much to improve

But lately

I've been able to be

Your roots go very deep

And your branches reach far and wide

All you have to do is look up

Reach out

And thrive

I don't want normal, a standardized ideal

I'm not anyone's everything

I just want us,

Real

Reaching out to myself to forgive myself

I reproduce oppression when I don't ask for

Help(?)