Josh Atticus - Galton's Whistle lyrics

As I piece together the fragments Of my current understanding I begin to comprehend the grounds on which I'm presently standing Deteriorated down similar blocks that undergo sanding As I Step on to the block I see them Clocks don't move in tandem Rolex enjoy first cla** When them checker boards on one accord Yet still we come in last but them checkerboards don't amount a score Correct if incorrect but if not that What they marched it for? Seems that freedom lost allure Kings and queens to pimps and who*es Circa Selma 64 Lean the the dream against the floor No King to gleam advanced to 4 See the scene beyond decor Theirs bare theirs mullato galore A Slave to trade They claim to save The wage to cage Their only chore Not hellbent Just heaven sent For benevolence Show relevance To evidence of Ill intent If it's real I'll vent Same color skin from which the bullet was sent Same color skin that'll paint the cement