I'm so so sick
Can't handle it
Yeah I talk shit
Juz deal with it


Another round of running to you
I'm choking ya know
I'm so breathless with you around


Why don't you juz gimme a break?
Why don't you give others a break?


Why ask 'em when you don't trust 'em?
Why drag 'em when you don't respect 'em?


Here's my version of Dear Mr President:


Dear Mr President,
Come take a walk with me.
Let's pretend we're juz two people and
you're not betta than me.
I'd like to ask you some questions,
if we can speak honestly.


What do you feel when you see all of us on the run?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?


Are you proud?


How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when all of us has no chance to say our piece?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me Why?


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I'll tell you what I want
What I really really want.
I wanna go right up to your face & tear 'em up and scream:


"You think I care, I don't.
You talk real loud but you ain't saying nothing cool"