Verse I'm sick, got caught with food poisoning It's not what you know. To win It's what you are able to show to them It's mo' a sin to smoke a spliff then owners when Their opening heads over poker chips Cause since day one every battle against the corporates been A corporate win. And no one sims to care Unless it bares, cash or profit in a nice shiny form of gems And now cops have decided they don't have to holster it What a load of bogus sh** Of course they're mostly racist pricks Hand picked from solely failure list All in hope they won't boast over power they know is theirs But sh** you guessed it Peace seems only able to last two seconds Before it leaves; flees like when a thief sees a necklace More perplexin' than parents finding out their kids pregnant Check it, best record Whom's tendency's to spend with ease like tha presdent No questions, scared enough to let him severe what's left of What it means to be American Those riots in Ferguson By blind angry herds of men Trying to hurt the man but only able hurt themselves One man dies and that prolly lead To the amount dead to be 'round thirty men And while they loot and shoot As a group of lun-itics It proves that through this loop of useless feuds We aren't as prudent as a unit should Chea, you guessed it. You was right But sometimes I feel like more than just one guy As radiant as rays of sunshine I don't mean to come by, full of myself Like I took a chunk out of my front thigh Or bu*t hide but soon the government Won't be able to do anything but hide Haha and truth be told That trying to be a rapper is a stupid goal But I conquered being that with stupendous soul A youthful boy whom you should tune in to mo'