They come at me like,
“Oh you know how it’s like for them!”
“You mean how it’s like for us?”
They forget just cuz you put me in a separate category,
You, being divisive, compartmentalizing struggle,
And saying, “cuz we all struggle in life,
But I yell BS
Slap the cards down,
Let’s all show our cards,
But you separate,
Cuz you’re scared that if we compare notes,
We’d know what you’ve been doing to us this whole time?
You’re fallacy is presuming we aren’t all more intelligent
Than the ghettos you create.
Hood to hood?
But only you’re the ones wearing hoods
Disguised in euphemisms,
That only create division,
Cuz how do you keep you’re lies
If everyone speak the same language,