My eyes will not be denied what’s rightfully mine.
A lifetime of truth after unrooting all these American lies.
A grain of sand under struggle & oppression will one day shine.
We that are awake will no longer be in the decline.
Strong Black intellectual man on the rise will accomplish colonial demise.
We march & fight keeping our eye on the prize.
Revolution I speak this illusion of freedom life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness like America it’s all bullshit to me.
Guns drawn starring a barrel in the face just because the color of my skin.