Idea 47

I'm feeling tired in the night I grow weary
I'm reeling with no sight of the world less teary
Out in Trump Land tryna be the dopest man
Trouble focusin' cuz I ain't never had a brand
Reagan gave crack, Trump gave syringes
Thinkin' way back, Elites got us on the hinges
Ain't about race, Elites fuckin' the poor
Think about space, how we fightin' all they wars
Now I know why they killed Steez, come for me
Truth setting free, mind on highest quality
Rich gettin' richer while the poor gettin' poorer
Reason life's a bitch is cuz the rich keep an aura
America was never a black or white issue
Tryna keep us down imma punch through the tissue
Billionaires, creating auras all around
Trillion years, they been tryna keep us down



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