Dear America,
My voice
Has been silenced
By your violence
My story
Has been stolen
My blood
Has been splattered
My existence
Has been a lie
My skin
Has been a crippler
America
You abuse me
America
You were not made for me
But I don't care
My skin is not a curse
My skin is not 'ratchet'
Or 'ghetto'
Or 'thuggish'
My people are not animals
We are kings and queens
Who have been fooled by forbidden trees
We are pieces of gods and goddesses
My people are honey, melanin, and God
We are ancestral tribes and warrior markings
Dear America,
My voice will not be shut out
I am banging on your door and you will not
You can not turn your back this time
Dear America,
You don't own me
Dear America,
You have lied to my people
You have misled my people
America
You overestimate yourself
You fool yourself
Dear america
You drew the needle
Piercing my skin
Drawing the blood
Just to do it again
On the other side
Another experiment
Filling me with vaccines
A hidden genocide
You  fill us all with poisons
Telling us it's medicine
More lies
You don't care you like the cries
That fall from the mother for her black son who is dead
The cries from a sister who has to see her mother die
Then you wonder why
Why we do sit ins
And protests
Then when they don't work we purge
So filled with rage
My rage is not a 'riot'
This is no longer a debate
Its a systematical error
That will not change
It will not change because the people that are sent to protect us are killing us and taking our voices
They are white wearing blue killing us off to see if we bleed red too
But the funny thing is they work for you
My skin is not an automatic charge
Dear America,
You do not accept me
For you are society
For you are America
The land of the free
The land of the free
But you are the ones who put chains on me
Yet you said free is what I could be
So I came to you expecting a warm embrace
Not knowing that my embrace would be a bullet through me
When I raised hands like the cop said, so he could search me
The embrace to me would be the messed up reality that I could never be free
The warm embrace is something I'll never see
And that idea is slowly suffocating me
But I am not wat you want me to be
I am the voice of the black people unheard
I am the black bird with Wings
And I will be free
Dear America,
The hate u give will be the death of you
Dear America,
My voice shall no longer be silenced
My mind shall no longer be in slavery
My body shall no longer be a host
Dear America,
I will rise
And my people will be with me