If I’m in denial, then why am I here?
Denial’s all the way in africa, and I’m all the way here.
But I’m drowning either way, I’m floating discontent
Did they honestly mean that? Is that what they meant?
Can I trust those who are trusted? It’s been broken before
I’ve given up years ago and I can give up on more
But that’s not why I’m here, as free as can be.
and Nobody Knows the troubles I’ve seen
and nobody know’s my sorrow
Nobody knows what I think about each day
and Nobody knows about tomorrow
It’s sickening, I’m saddened but my hearts full of rage
But in the world I’m happy, I’m smiling on stage
Everyone thought that I’d bring a cheap laugh
But I’m here to say, on my own behalf:
I’m sorry that I’m not funny and this poems so very down
But on this stage, I can stand with a frown
Yet we’ve never discussed what I’m in denial about
I’m in denial about our future. I’m in denial from doubt
That as a generation we care more about jokes
while countries around the world are rising in smoke
That companies take advantage and exploit the unaware
and I doubt that a single one of you genuinely even care
You all care about celebrities and what they do with their day
when why should we care? They are literally the same
as us, but we look up to them because money is power
But it was given to idiots and it makes my mind sour
like milk that’s been in the fridge a week or so too long
But no one realizes what they’re doing is wrong
We should be paying attention to real power in play
Like did anyone actually vote for Tillis or Kay?
Because these guys affect us, there paid to represent
us as a people, not themselves and their wallet
This is the elephant in the room and he’s standing here tall
and no one wishes to acknowledge it at all
Actually here you go, Here’s my wallet, I give up
They’ve already taken my money, So wake up
I’ve got a joke for you all right before I’m through
You all can turn your wallets in too.