i was born in the spring of nineteen ninety two,
decade seemed to fly by, so i just did what i had to do
i was becoming a product of what my culture told me
and could define myself by the materials it sold me
like a box that had been designed just to hold me
but as i started growing older, the world seemed colder
things i started learning felt like weight up on my shoulder
like this land we've grown up on isn't even ours
for wiping out a culture we deserve to be - hind bars
growing up, i was taught to bleed red white and blue,
but these ideals that they've given me aren't even close to true
corrupt politicians with their beneath the table deals
money for elections means so long for the ideals
government may be the truck, but business is the wheels
oil makes us go to war, but with official seals
i sure as hell may not be proud to be an american,
but i'll say it with pride.
i just want a place
where we all can reside
man i just want a place
where we all can reside
i feel like they've put me in a box just to hide
trapped by my own mind, from the inside
they say that only seeing is believing
i see so many others with the same feeling
soon we'll all push through this glass ceiling
then it'll be time for the healing
but i gotta ask myself what i wanna see
we gotta all decide on how we wanna be
its probably the right time to redefine free
thats a job for everyone, not just you and me
heres an idea, just how i would want to live
everyone gets their share, but in return you gotta give
we've got millions of people, each smart and unique
yet we're all just little drones, its pretty bleak
why not a system where we all get to speak
and no one again is ever called a freak
we're all beautiful
and we all deserve to live