Planted Knowledge

Some people are on the streets because they are disgusted with the system
A system that continually uses their brains and abilities to maintain the status quo
They've given the rest of society their ass and requested that we kiss them
For getting on our knees like whores and bowing to a god that we truly don't know
 
They watch from their post as we silently obeys
Not realizing that we're doing what the man behind the king says
Not only sacrificing ourselves but also our first born
Without anyone taking the time to mend a rift, that was long ago torn
  
Was a ruling class brought along from the far reaches of the planet
Or did we create our own, this concept is so vile street dwellers can't stand it
This would mean that this is bizarro world and the matrix is a fact
No matter what is said, nothing is right and exact
  
Maybe we are upside down instead of downside up
Is it possible our politicians are all honest instead of bent and corrupt
Is this the freedom for which you so desperately fought for and sought
Is it truly us doing this labeling or are we parroting what's been taught
  
Why are the best mechanics for some reason considered jackers
Tell me why are the best computer techs considered hackers
Behind every politician, the money has backers
We're fighting a war and don't even know our attackers  
  
The street dwellers see these things, although the rest choose to wear blinders
We gathered up in smaller groups claiming to seek the truth finders
Ignorance told us to shun the street dweller, and all of their reminders
To wage war over their philosophy of humanities' designers
  
Was life built on the concept of love each and everyone
Or should we look at each other in dire straights and think that it's fun
Looking at the fifty cents beggar and street dwellers swearing that this could never be me
Not realizing that you have never shook hands with your own destiny