Inflation is a topic well known,
What is the cost of the petrol?
A juvenile delinquent knows all,
Insolence acquires the molotov like a tool,
Dry ice is proactive for the highschool,
Conditioned to be an outlaw member,
Yet am the one you are after,
You might address me as Raca,
Smite me since I seem insecure,
School of hard knocks has me the ability,
To fly like a butterfly and sting like a bee
Dodge the brainwash,
Am your lost cause,
Am a heathen futuristic about the purge,
Gains from the loot should surge,
Survival on the rough edge has a mirage,
Shall I dive into the delusional pool?
Or corner my prey for the wolf lurks in wool,
Fighting the system is my passion hardly,
Galvanized jeopardy from herd mentality.
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