From the beginning of your existence,
Tellin you It's the pigment of your skin,
There's no way you can ever win...
Why even try?
It's easier to blame fatalism on white...
Never been in chains yourself,
Cept the ones created by government welfare...
Controlling the masses is their goal,
Played for fools,
You swallow their lies whole...
Just enough to get by,
You're an unwitting slave
Until the day you die.
(C) Leatherman 2014
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