Is it fair that I sit in my home with these with worries
when people in other countries are killed with the burnings
of working for countless hours to feed families
and it battles me, I have no money to support for these
poor people, I just wanna help them out,
I don't want to see death, I wanna see rejoiceful shouts
but alas I'm a kid, it aint fair, but it is
If I had the fucking money I would give it to them quick
Is it fair, is it fair that I think my life is hard
when other people are scarred by barrels and arms
I'm scared of the harm, that's why I never enlisted
I'm to scared to fight when other people insisted
so is it fair for me to say my life is worse then theirs?
when in reality I should be the one that's over there
risking my life, for the the things that I believe in
yet I let men die for it, I feel like a demon
Is it fair, For me to complain when I can eat
Is it fair, for me to yell, I have a place to sleep
Is it fair, I don't know, why don't you tell me
Is it fair, I got a home when others don't have families x2
The title of the song, is the title of the world
as it whirls and it twirls, babies born as mother's hurl
these abortions are crash landing like ejected pilots
pirates swipping money, economy staying quiet
and I sit and I wonder, now why do I give a fuck
I'm a rapper writing presents in lyrics with no luck
Cause people are oblivious and it's rediculous
all these rappers being furious when I act serious
Now is it fair, that redicule is in my music
and I can't spew it how I feel it with steel spit?
this world aint fair, reason why money dont' grow on trees
but if you listen to me, and you flow on these
instrumentals and beats, just let take you away
like steve perry let it take you to some seperate ways
is it fair? No. but is that gonna stop me?
Hell no, and it should stop you, now watch me.
Is it fair, For me to complain when I can eat
Is it fair, for me to yell, I have a place to sleep
Is it fair, I don't know, why don't you tell me
Is it fair, I got a home when others don't have families x2