I got you shook like some dice in my hand

Popping up hissing like y’all some snakes in can

you trumped up, you can’t come to my land

Confine you to your borders like a traveling ban

Homegrown terrorism paint the perfect scene

Paranoid, I’m checking all outliers from the mean

Skeptic of these everyday hoteptics

Queens don’t submit to misogyny and honestly

Pettiness and shade, the shit is getting played

Uplift one another til we all go asunder

The industries make a way to still get their pay

Throw us bones to watch us submit to Hunger Games play

Quietly planning on my great escape

and they wonder why I’m covertly spying out my day to day

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