They put deep roots in my veins
Just so I can write one line on this paper
I ride my trust to the government,  the tax payers and the liers
Who stood still for liberation
Enlighten me with your creativity
"Ya ***** nergo! "
And That same ***** headed afro centric nergo  who picked cotton
Who marched for the same textbook like you and I
Got lyched because he wrote with his right,  he hid away at night to write my struggle in his blood.
Cut that dark flesh for righteous teaching
Let that wound sink in 246 years
And we still ain't gain no type of freedom
Our culture has poetry in pages & pages
To weep the sad tears of slaves
And it's sad because people still ain't humble about their education.
Erasing the pain of our own ancestors
Does the color' of your skin
Define your education?
Society, nowadays sing the same ol song
" A change gon' come " As they take away our freedom
But one thing they CAN'T take is our education
One thing they will NOT take is our education.