Mom wakes up by 5 a.m. to put bread on the table.

Work lasts ten hours a day five days a week with no real pay.

The bills add up and the hours are cut back; the repetitive cycle of every day. 

Is this what she had in mind as the American dream?

I see her struggle, yeah I knew the struggle. 

Not the struggle you hear raps about but the struggle that makes you go without

A dollar in your purse that makes its absence known when your stomach hurts the most.

Is this the American dream?

Daughters and sons of the American lie know what goes on behind the miserable lives

Of immigrants that came to this country with hopes in their minds

Just to realize everything will cost twice as much to earn here than in their native land 

And to realize that they would drag along a child holding their hand.

In the end isn't it all just a nightmare disguised as a dream?