The human race is trouble.
There are weak minded pricks.
Guided by their music.
Just worrying about the chicks.

The don't know their history.
Of thier ancestors being slaves.
Or their parents jumping borders.
They don't care for their education and have no shame.

But the few need to rise up.
And prove we are all not sloths.
We are the future.
We cannot let this world fall.

But do these words really have meaning?
Of world peace and true freedom.
Or are we going to end up cheating.
No survivors. Not one or some.