The North American public is a commodity
Bought and sold,
For shares and revenue,
Thousand dollar plate dinners,
Fundraising for our plutocracy
Training state agencies to see hate in me,
can’t afford food they say at least you have an empty plate to fill, hypocrisy
Can’t afford to snooze on a sick day,
Can’t afford the loss of income,
We be some wage slaves
economy outweighs our value
In the scale of life and death
Become a patriot, your economy my needs you to
Die for it,
Lie for it,
Kill for it,
Steal for it,
Your next meal is important
But theirs isn’t,
Exquisite the taste of individualism,
Is it not?

Steel barricades, riot control for those who ask for a change in ways,
Courteous gesture, a vouch of good intent for the aggressor, SS emblems in full display,
Who the fuck you think you’re fooling today?
Ah I see your base filled with naïveté

Red flags but you fly the star spangled,
Watch it wave like whites in 19th century postcards next to mangled men,

Seems some haven’t forgotten their lineage,
The visage of the vile villain Veiled,
Revealed when victims become pale in the face
Remorse lacking in the assailants
Still getting paid,
Still getting paid though huh?


A decade has passed
The future rests on our laps
I find the urgency of past lives
Resurfacing,
Churning for the burning of police precincts

I was conditioned to hate my height
to hate my eyes
to hate my life
to hate my mind
To hate what’s right
To love what’s white
To fear those like
To fear those like
To fear those like

I keep a level head with the devil in my chest
I keep my head low so as to avoid arrest
I keep my blades sharp you never know who’ll test
You never know who’ll test
You never know