I feel like I’m in a station
Going through deprivation and deflation
Looking at citations within creations
Trying to find the fixation and frustration
In migration and new locations
Negotiations and new mutations
Caucasians and crustaceans
Feel narrations and liberations
Salvations and ruination
Foreign words lost in translation
The temptation from starvation
Sticking me on probation
These chains cutting off circulation
My life is a compilation
Of contemplation and conversation
Feeling my rotation in relation
To my place in this station