How many people have to die before someone reveals the lie of the world they say trust the system I don't see how we can trust something that kills our brothers and sisters and pulls the sheets over our heads as these mothers cry for there children when they die for simply having a hoodie on or cause they match the same color as the beautiful night sky.

Tell me...
How many more of us have to die
How many mothers have to cry before you realize we are the same my flesh is darker than yours
As I break my back and my fingers bleed picking your food or shining your shoes and picking you to get as you **** on a silver spoon.