Yo, imagine if your kicks had a different lace. If you were sick with aids, picked for grave. Or you get enslaved and you’re living constrained. They took your body, your mind, and your spirit away. Now you’re living afraid, subjugated restraint. They give you a gun and say “hey–Kill for us, it’s okay” And you want to make it out, you can see the escape. But you just can’t run away. But hey, back to reality, “equality’s a fallacy” And tragically those who try to help and promote advocacy are laughed at by the masters and battled by the bastards. They say “peace is just a theory”, Well tell me what is gravity? Tell me, what’s it take for you to wake and see the gravity? We’re actually, systematically fucking up our galaxy. And yeah, it’s sad to see. But I will a save it with tenacity. So follow after me, as I’ll gladly do it happily.
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