Shithole Song

Man Mother fucken rip America
Protest in the street and mass hysteria
We got a crazy president
That shit wasent all an accident
Why worry about relations with Japan
I worry bout a nation that elects a fucking madman
Come on look around you've seen that hats
It wasent dirty money or Russian hacks
I hate to be the one to say it but it's true
Trump was put in office by the ones around you

It's a place of broken hate
And for me, that's more important than who's the chief of state
We keep being a population of passive people
The innocent keep being shot up under the steeple
Got an nation with their head down
When their brothers on the brink of a meltdown
A nation of mangled bodies in the freeway
Of fathers who would rather die than know their son is gay
A place where men can beat their women
Where people want to see Vegas covered in crimson
Where people see this shit and blame it on the politics or lunatics
Or say that's just life and this our lemonade mix
It's easy to say, nah dog that's them and don't involve me
But if not us, who makes up our society
What would happen if you looked outside today
At the liars, haters, jews and kkk
And held yourself responsible for what they do
Or at least took the time to see their worldview
Everybody thinks they know the truth
But no one hits the streets to share it with the youth
If you aren't spreading your own gospel
You're mugging someone in the streets, just as awful
I know that pointing fingers is easy
But real change starts with strangers talking deeply
So you can rant about elections and necessary ejection
But I encourage chronic introspection and striving for perfection
Spread love and truth to every one you meet with every fucking heartbeat
Show the feelings that we need to take pain and make it obsolete

Some day down the road I'll have a kid
And apologize for the shit my generation did
See I was there when all of this was taking place
I saw the degration of the human race
I rap about shit from the news
But could never rap well enough to get the views
But I keep spitting my message
A guide to navigate the wreckage
The mess that we call living
Where we ignore all the killing
We ignore all the pain and death
And the kid with the parents using meth
I hope someday we can face the pain
And know it's more than a presidents campaign
Worry less about a racist soundbite
A better nation is going to start when you do what you know is right