America II

America…
I guess our blood, sweat, and tears throughout those 258 years wasn’t enough
Because today, still you enslave us and continue to waive us in handcuffs
But me… I have the spirit of a panther that’s confined within the depths of my soul
Impatiently waiting to be released upon you with little to no type of control
Because it enrages me that it’s all good for white women to pose nude for playboy
And when my black & brown sisters show their bodies in videos they’re considered bitches, hoes, and play toys
In the words of Peter Griffin, this shit really starting to grind my gears
But a thousand souls of dead slaves will rise from the drop of every black’s tear
But White America… how could you???
You portray most of us black men as criminals when you see us with dreadlocks
But you own kind is also walking round this country with dreadlocks
And bits and pieces of my city is still looking like a third world nation
You seem to act as if you don’t give fuck about our beautiful foundation, one of God’s greatest creations, a place where tourists like to go on vacation, Bourbon St., temptation
But as I breathe, I hope that Black America is in preparation for America’s transformation that’ll have the spirit of all in levitation
Because one man overcame and thanks to him, all of us will continue to overcome any situation
2 Fingerz, 1 Love
SoEx/SEx

~ by soex3sex88 on July 24, 2008.