| Tribal war social plague invades |
| Society |
| Nature of the habitat confronts |
| Bombard in pain |
| Ridiculed for sarcastic gain |
| Bad vibe |
| All i see is drk it helps me visualize |
| The grotesque tactics of your |
| Cellophane solidifies |
| It soffocates |
| Regulates in dimensions |
| Embellished in the comfort state |
| Allow the nerves o cascade |
| Licked shut penetrate |
| When will it disintegrate |
| Surrounded by compassion to remove myself |
| From social weight |
| Migraine |
| The tribe runs rampant |
| Crew’s insane |
| Fluctuation of the mind, refrain |
| Reaction |
| For every opposite reaction |
| The mind went numb anaesthesia |
| Insomnia |
| Left of focused nausea |
| Different — but at the same time same |
| A tribe of human beings with different names |
| We may live in different places |
| But there’s no mistake we share the same |
| Bitter faces |
| You can’t isolate the hate |
| Too busy fighting amongst ourselves |
| To make a difference anyway |
| We’ve got to get our act together |
| We’ve got to fight the enemy |
| Too busy wasting our time |
| With turf swuabbles and street crimes |
| We make things twice as hard |
| The unity has been scarred |
| Too many ignorant minds |
| Stuck in the system for life |