Wake up.

I'm tired of flipping the channel and seeing black faces on the news. So many cops killing our people I don't know what to to. They swear all lives matter but to they really though? Tray got killed for Skittles and sterling for selling cds. They look at us and we automatically cause a threat they taking us one by one but we not gone yet. All we gotta to is stand up. But most of us brainwashed all we care about is twerking or getting money buying their clothing making them richer. Come on people theirs a bigger picture. I see queens and kings all they see is some black niggas. We not gonna be satisfied until we put into camp "nigga". It's a genocide happening right under our noses and y'all acting like it's all rainbows and roses. You need to wake up.

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