LYRICS:
“Hey cuz…
you got some time for me?
Did you know I almost got signed
when I was 13?”
That he had chance faded away
His White Mom wasn’t feelin’ rap
back in those days.”
So here – we are now,
He’s got so much to say
I feel like his Black Daddy
reached out from the other side
to lay down his son’s thoughts
he be talkin bout at night
It’s 2017 – he’s got so much to say
He knows the constitution,
but he feels like
these white leaders lost their minds
led us all astray
We need some revolution
evolution resolution
politicians that mean
the words that they say
what the fuck’s goin on today
where’s the indictment lawyers
why is trumps wife
shutten down the bloggers?
Listen for a minute
cause I’m
prophesying out
just around 15 years from now
It’s 2032
No race in the white house
kids void of prejudice are the ones
You’ll be looking to that day
Sayin’ “American leaders show us the way”
Many were born in the 80’s
Neither Black or White babies
And they carry humanities best traits
I know this might sound like
a mixed kid’s ego trip
But hear me out – on the real tip
My cousin’s like a lot of you
lives in the midwest
building his business
trying his best
But he knows he’s destined for more
despite his “Black” labeled credit score
He sincerely believes in
dreams Obama lived in
so he’ll sail that ship right back to shore
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He’s of a generation
in this nation
who’s lines are so blurred
it’s absurd
to still have labels
like Black and White
take a look at their asses
neither label’s quite right
And
That chump known as Trump
who changed his name from Drumpf
trying to erase all the change
and shame Obama’s name
and for what?
A gang of tiny dicked little rich boys
who look at women
like they ain’t nothin’ but sex toys?
and speaking of ladies and women
Didn’t Drumpf meet Melania through a pimp?
Pimpin foreign bitches to the USA – WHAT?
Drumpf can’t handle bitches from the USA – nope
Pimpin foreign bitches to the USA – WHAT?
Drumpf can’t handle bitches from the USA
Paolo Zampolli – Wasn’t that his name?
I got more to say but let’s wait
for another day
could go on till the end of time
cause we got to find a way
to break these chains
can’t go back to pre civil war times
I don’t look at myself as a rapper
but I gotta be
as I write this new chapter
Trust me and believe me
My words and rhymes ain’t
false … prophesy
For this piece, I thank my cousin the son of my uncle Anthony.