Greydon Square - Frame of Reference lyrics

Yea, I think there’s a common misconception
That I don’t care or something
Nah, that’s not it it’s just -
I have a different reference point
That’s all, yea

I wasn't raised, I was watched
My frame of reference is gangs, the pain
And the pot
The gamesmanship the gain and the loss
Plus the indoctrination that came
With the cost
He wasn’t raised, he was watched
Another unwanted bane a lame didn’t want
He was insane from the jump
Who questioned all and stayed at the front

Shot to fame, burdened with a toxic shame
I actually thought my only worth
Was to cock and aim
Old scars, relics of the old guard
And you wonder why this group home
Kid’s heart is so hard no father or mom
A hostage of song locked in a bond
Of conflict and harm
I’m from the home of the
"where you from?" culture
Where animals run in packs
While some come and vulture
You think they’re raging hell
I see a bunch of unwanted kids
Is trying to raise themselves
One flight away from bail
Trying not become a statistic
Running from love
Stuck with people hooked on punishing drugs
Summons, memories you would lock
In your moral dungeon
Physically you’ll find me where shots
Are the normal function
Risky, I’m trying to cope with the
Loss of my family history
Yell my fuck biological parents to
To shake the misery and paint that vividly

I wasn't raised, I was watched
My frame of reference is gangs, the pain
And the pot
The gamesmanship the gain and the loss
Plus the indoctrination that came
With the cost
He wasn’t raised, he was watched
Another unwanted bane a lame didn’t want
He was insane from the jump
Who questioned all and stayed at the front

I’m known to speak up for the silent few
Rising to
Heights beyond brutal fights and child abuse
Dealing with cops, at war with the civilians
To sleeping on cots in
Iraq destroying children
I’m trying to address the
Suffering of the voiceless
The poisons of non-education and poor choices
My crazed past is a basic
Model of frame dragging
Distorting the space and time around
When I relay the madness
Insane passion, deranged package
The same patterns
Fear of abandonment was the main factor
A throwaway baby apparently
I might have went to Harvard or
Yale with a little parenting
It’s hard to tell
I might have influenced a larger scale
Of hardened males
Dying slowly losing their hearts in jail
A favor owed to the shade of
Nature that brought me up
Now my prime defensive mechanism
Is to hardly love it’s probably cuz

I wasn't raised, I was watched
My frame of reference is gangs, the pain
And the pot
The gamesmanship the gain and the loss
Plus the indoctrination that came
With the cost
He wasn’t raised, he was watched
Another unwanted bane a lame didn’t want
He was insane from the jump
Who questioned all and stayed at the front