To govern our souls confidence makes us think more or less 
But less is more, that way their share is fair. not to you and I  

It’s a junkyard  
For unwanted 
Enlarged Structure 
It belongs to you  

To govern our racial slurs
The power behind  the mind that works
The problems we all face today aren’t being solved and all they say is funding is all that we need to drive our cars real far and see the inside of animosity and how it works so atrociously

It’s 9:47
Can you hear me?
I’m calling for you
Can you see me?

It’s time to move 
Can you feel the groove