Swallowing poison with your broken words. I'm sick of the lies and that poor
excuse that you call hate. You got the world hanging by the tip of your tongue
without a care because it's not your problem to bare. Because the money's gonna

roll right in! I want to look you in the eyes and make your mind right. I wanna
grab you by the ears and make you understand life's hard but you gotta bite the
bullet sometimes. We've gotta wake up the youth because I'm losing my mind. Call

me a racist, that's your alibi. I didn't give you the gun so stop throwing that
%#@! in my $#&@ing face. Maybe this is too real. Maybe I'm looking for a reason
to live. So don't call me a racist because you can't except the $#&@ing truth