They say I’m in mint condition with my mink coat jacket but when I see myself in the mirror I don’t like my reflection.
I feel like I need a viewer discretion over my head, for its suggestive and covered in red.
All my life I had to deal with red tape, and I realized there’s no escape for this savage ape.
So ugly they say, might as well ******* or try your luck with the gays.
Was deemed too dense, and apparently also had no fashion sense.

Two-faced Harvey dents, dying a hero or living long enough to becoming corrupt in one’s own moral fundament’s.
Walking the road, filling the void, for things don’t bode well when you don’t fit the mould.
Yet we are still seen as a mold that rots the status quo.
But ***** it on with the show!
Introducing a scrawny man in woe trying to make mo, but for every dollar he makes his dignity plummets in the stool.
For one can’t make something of their life if they can’t afford school.
But society doesn’t mind for your seen as just another tool in the machine.
Where those in power make the real cha-Ching!
Which makes one cling on the clip trying to bring themselves to blowing out their brains!

Wishing they were plain so they could experience what’s it’s like to ride the gravy train.
For being called names pollutes the veins of those once sane. Draining out the savage from the child in order to make us tame.
I am not able to handle you Cain!
For pain sustains privileged and jealous terrain!
Getting nervous when those who remain try to regain morality for the truly ordained.
No longer will you be entertained by nailing and crucifying us in Jesus’ name!
No more will be hanged or martyred for your hunger games!
Over 600 hundred years a slave is long enough!
Yeah! No more will you keep us chained!