Sim City

Just remember, in every endeavor that man's found
It's much harder to build up than tear down
So we gotta try to find ways to care about
Each other instead of searching for ways to air it out
I mean, every grievance big and small it seems to be
Getting mad attention despite the lack of reason
I swear, fighting will end up as the death of me
Building my self therapy interspersed with heavenly
Influence and memory, into this potentially
Infinite Penelope land I step carefully
They feeling kinda cocky in their judgment, Samson
But nowadays the Son of Sam would've held a Samsung
Bomb in his hand see a hand gun?
Is just another means to find meaning in your fandom
Or how about, gripping Galaxies cuz holding on to fallacies
Knowing they are is a "just hold on!" strategy
Without a hold on reality, oh but i'm not one
To judge a man, for what he can't, seem to confront
What i do know, if your truth, has got you up in arms
And causing harm, and you'd rather go and sell the farm
Then live and let live, then you better open up your heart
And drop the alarming race to embalming fluid
The heart is truest, whenever the Hallelujahs
Are combined with a divine sense of calm influence
Let's go

We gotta know our history
The most recent election
Has echoes of the late 1960's under Nixon
With echoes of 1954 under Warren
Reminiscent of the early 1900s fate is calling
A new century dawning, a gap in history yawning
The 80-year cycle will fill it with nature's calling, see
Tension was heavy, the country wasn't ready
Cuz things were getting testy over the plight of Homer Plessy
William Monroe Trotter, one of the unrecognized fathers
Of the movement against these freaking monsters
The dichotomy of abolitionists existing with
Jim Crow creeping from below to northern businesses
Multiple hubs of pseudo-intellectuals buzzin'
Years later saw violent protests against bussing
White women black husbands kept the streets buggin
Touting all this progress but they're forgetting something
While wise men grappling with science of Homo sapiens
Down the street Henry Lodge was keeping out the aliens
50 years after the Civil War
Had them questioning what the 14th Amendment was for
A fine line between quieting free speech
And letting folks be openly influenced by deceit
And the constant spin coming straight out of D.C
An alternating current was rejected for cheap sleaze
The new found medium, epic films were easier to
Act as a source of news, with much more freedom than
Daily efforts of journalists trying to combat superfluous
Yellowish mudslinging observances
DW Griffith, attitude of a missive
A child of Reconstruction, seen from within it's limits
Not just coincidence, the author Thomas Dixon
Looked acted and thought a lot like Mr. Woodrow Wilson
The film that depicted the black man as a beast
Was getting backed by the newly hired Commander in Chief
He was openly writing about the way that he feels
Claiming folks were getting stuck under the stuck man's heel?
And just a few short years after expressing such opinions
He's walking down Pennsylvania for his inauguration
A slap in the face of, all this positive integration
The West Wing went and screened "The Birth of a Nation"
The President says he loves it, so now it's harder to judge it
And soon the propaganda's steamrolling the public
Giving credit to what he views as art
Paving the way for certain views that are
Just abhorrent, outdated and other worldly
But they succeed despite the efforts of Mayor Curly
That sh*t was antiquated, see me i'm anti-hatred
I like to know my past even if I can't escape it
Let's go