Fake Or Fate?
Dear White People, Dear White People,
Dear White People
It seems we are not the same
See you’re rich and I'm poor
But let me just express this from my brain
While you’re formal, I'm not
I call out upper class, that been neglecting us for so long
I came from the streets and it still feels cold
Allow me to speak in a way you may know
I've been objectified to not have shit
Oh my bad worthless
See I'm apathetic for ones who aren't humble
You might call me derogatory or curt
But I've been waiting to show my worth
See I'm Obsessed with money
I don't wish to be rich, rather wealthy
The hunger been making me die of starvation
Mentally my mind just been contemplatin’
I wanna leave this earth with notoriety
And if you want beef, man that's all I eat
On these streets there's plenty obituary
But do y'all care?
Cuz nobody ain't stop when my papa laid out
By the bullets of what you made us
We got that liquor store around that corner that can make us hate each other
Wear flags and see what we repping
Sneak up with that ammunition
There goes another lost soul
From slums where we don't look for hope
Steady looking for our fathers but that seem forgot about us
But I mean it's habitually
Ooo my stomach! It sickens me
Of how many lives we lost
From our own shots and the police
I don't think this world was built for peace
Why it's so cold?
Wait it's my H.E.A.R.T
I'm a dog so you view me as dogmatic
If Donald Trump died ,hmmm wouldn't that be tragic?
I'm emotionless...at times
But right now I'm ebullient
while I keep coming up with these rhymes
Oh you think I'm frivolous?
Not likely I'm serious all the time
I stay optimistic
Knowing one day I'm gonna get it
Most times reminiscent
Of that pain and suffering my mom had to deal with
While subdued by your fantasy
Get back to reality
This world is a speck of spit that gets stomped on every single day
I'm remember my hunger constantly!
So I fight for what's mines constantly!
I challenge my state of mind constantly!
So where you set me at?
is it my fake or my Fate...