head buried in a bowl of ramen noodles
cheese and picante sauce I'm at home
I am not at a loss of self worth and dignity
I like what I like do not define me by what
I choose to consume if you ask me
everything is probably going to kill me
I mean actually everything to do have and be
in society is life risking we go to war and
as soon as the battle ends we've clearly
forgotten what for knee deep in casualties
we stand lost and uprooted in confusion
relocated to caged in populations
we must understand that it is our history
that embedded in us a coded occupation
we have to go back to the beginning in order
to understand how we got by and continued
to survive on nothing but our strong will to
live our own right to life we are not a race
created to be hated that's a mistake
written in ink that must be eradicated
the underdog never stays down for long
roll over and sits up and only plays dead
the best strategy ever cunning and baffling
clever never speak of your intentions to escape
mute your words and turn up the volume
on your actions obey the law but know your
rights when they hit us they taught us to fight
that was not a mistake now they fear the monster
that they created in us provoking us to anger
so to give them authority to kill us in handcuff
find it not strange that much has not changed