Don't Listen To Me

[Verse]

I'm not delusional

This most likely is your first experience with me

Greetings, my name is Propaganda

I wrote my first rap in '93, simply put

Fire baptized battle rapper

Who's heavily influenced by folk music and found creative freedom in poetry

Combo is strange, I know

But let this one bake your noodle

I'm the son of a Black Panther

With a Mexican spouse and Caucasian best friends

And my writing tone, now

Is not one that offers you a neat little bow

To tie all your little problems up with

I learned enough to know that I don't know that much

I know God became a man to save us

And we still can't explain pyramids

I know ancient Mayans and Egyptian astronomers had a far greater understanding of outer-space than we do

I know academia is so drunk on arrogance and racism

That they'd rather credit these accomplishments

To aliens than to admit that we are not the smartest civilization to ever live

I know I really love my wife, my daughter, and mangos

And for some reason folks find it illogical

To think that a perfectly designed universe screams of a designer

I know sarcasm is really the only time people tell the truth

I know chilaquiles and In-and-Out will be served in Heaven

I know it's a much better decision to shut yo' mouth

When you don't know what you talkin' 'bout

Than to validate what everybody already thinks of you

I know color theory very well

I have a degree in illustration and intercultural studies

And a teaching credential, yet I rap for a living

Let that sink in

Apparently I don't know that much

I just know the gospel and good hip-hop

I'm a pretty simple dude

All I got is my all and I promise to give you that

You know lower standards will lower the culture

The Roman empire was destroyed because of lower standards and moral decay

You know they fed each other to lions for entertainment

Humans, when left to their own devices, seem to be hopelessly selfish

And bent on their own destruction

It seems that unless a power greater than us captures our hearts

Nothing will change that trajectory

Wealth, knowledge, success seems to only feed the beast

But don't listen to me

We just met

What do I know?