What’s rap?

What’s that?

What metaphors can compare

To the similes of violence?

Why is music so rhythmic

With its varying tones?

Can music be still and stagnant?

Can it stand alone?

My skin says I’m black.

My words say I’m white.

Can one still be wrong

But then again right?

How can one be so smart and idiotic at once?

Can one be a genius in the study of stupidity?

Can one earn an easy A in Calculus

but earn a hard C in Gym?

Can someone be calm and angry?

Can someone be happy and sad?

Can one be so disappointed,

But at the same glad?

One day the world loves you

Showering you in compliments.

The next day you are ignored

As if you are incompetent.

Where is the world going?

Why are we here?

Is there any reason why one

Would want to disappear?

Confusion is North,

Confusion is South.

Confusion is everywhere.

Confusion is said by our mouth.