@[Diderik:33655] "Your a holiday!" Was a popular term used in the 50s/60s to compliment someone on their all around. For example, not only are they beautiful, but they are fun and kind too ... just an all around "holiday".
I think your first comment is closer to being accurate. The singer/song writers state "Millions of eyes can see, yet why am i so blind!? When the someone else is me, its unkind its unkind". I believe hes referring to the girl toying with him and using him. He wants something deeper with her, thats why he allows himself to be as a puppet (even though for her fun and games) as long as it makes her happy. But he knows deep down that she doesnt really want to be serious with him and thats what makes him.
You have to speak the truth
You have to speak your mind
Everytime I speak my mind I'm lyrically critical
The pinnacle of being revolutionarily pivotal
Beyond everything ever studied that's metaphysical
Man, fuck a minority I'm not politically minimal
But obviously terminologies that're statistical
Are manufactured to be unequivocally subliminal
Transmitted by monopolized media visuals
So I riddle hypocritically pitiful criminals
Habitually utilizing typical rituals
With false pretense in attempts to be spiritual
To individuals who believe in biblical miracles
Instead of themselves cause they're not thinking original
And the color of their skin makes them feel invisible
Like microscopic miscarriages lynched with the umbilical
Only a fuckin' imbecile would think they're uncorrectable
Cause you're susceptible to becoming more than a spectacle
Remember that you're flesh and blood and your body's dissectable
I'll beat you until you're a vegetable
And wake up in a hospital covered in poisonous chemicals
In a fetal position with your face sewn to the intestinals
Thinkin that you'd been kidnapped by extraterrestrials
You got heart? I'm the blood that pumps in your ventricles
Technique, I'm like your soul nigga, indispensable
With no respect for those who cower at the hour of revolution
Because the goverment owes my people restitution
Instead of sedatives like cocaine and prostitution
Conclusion is that you'll have to violently silence me
Cause I raid the airwaves at cutthroat piracy
In school my teachers blinded me
But now I can see
Now I'm mentally and revolutionarily free
Broadening horizons about what my people could be
If we wasn't set up to get shot, locked or OD
You see families bleed because of corporate greed
And monopolizing weed is virtually impossible
So it won't be legalized and that's another obstacle
But I'm still rollin up pocketfuls of tropical
The government's involved directly so it's unstoppable
Like a nuclear rocket full of biochemical toxins that invade the ecological
Improbable that the average intellect could understand
So I encrypted this into hip hop that's in high demand
And spread it through the ghetto of every city like contraband
Stomp a man of any complexion with a devilish nature
Cause I'm trying to save the earth, but you're just getting in line to rape her
You have to speak your mind
Everytime I speak my mind I'm lyrically critical
The pinnacle of being revolutionarily pivotal
Beyond everything ever studied that's metaphysical
Man, fuck a minority I'm not politically minimal
But obviously terminologies that're statistical
Are manufactured to be unequivocally subliminal
Transmitted by monopolized media visuals
So I riddle hypocritically pitiful criminals
Habitually utilizing typical rituals
With false pretense in attempts to be spiritual
To individuals who believe in biblical miracles
Instead of themselves cause they're not thinking original
And the color of their skin makes them feel invisible
Like microscopic miscarriages lynched with the umbilical
Only a fuckin' imbecile would think they're uncorrectable
Cause you're susceptible to becoming more than a spectacle
Remember that you're flesh and blood and your body's dissectable
I'll beat you until you're a vegetable
And wake up in a hospital covered in poisonous chemicals
In a fetal position with your face sewn to the intestinals
Thinkin that you'd been kidnapped by extraterrestrials
You got heart? I'm the blood that pumps in your ventricles
Technique, I'm like your soul nigga, indispensable
With no respect for those who cower at the hour of revolution
Because the goverment owes my people restitution
Instead of sedatives like cocaine and prostitution
Conclusion is that you'll have to violently silence me
Cause I raid the airwaves at cutthroat piracy
In school my teachers blinded me
But now I can see
Now I'm mentally and revolutionarily free
Broadening horizons about what my people could be
If we wasn't set up to get shot, locked or OD
You see families bleed because of corporate greed
And monopolizing weed is virtually impossible
So it won't be legalized and that's another obstacle
But I'm still rollin up pocketfuls of tropical
The government's involved directly so it's unstoppable
Like a nuclear rocket full of biochemical toxins that invade the ecological
Improbable that the average intellect could understand
So I encrypted this into hip hop that's in high demand
And spread it through the ghetto of every city like contraband
Stomp a man of any complexion with a devilish nature
Cause I'm trying to save the earth, but you're just getting in line to rape her
Lyrics submitted by lostsince1985
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"In a fetal position with your face sewn to the intestinals"
Testicles*