Chesspnoi - Restriction of Movement (ROM)
My wife and I is in quarantine
My wife and I keep arguing
We just landed on America; I kept asking if restriction was even a thing
We just came from Japan
Not everybody washing their hands
Lodging changed our plans
Gave our reserved room to another FAM
So now we don't have a kitchen,
Wife kept following up with the front desk
I had to stop her from bitching
She don't think they were
I never experienced anything like this
The new young staff didn't want to listen
I think we been lied to
The manager's probably gonna lie too
I'll tell you what my wife might do
My wife is gonna verbally fight you
You never know, if she's gonna wanna bite you
We've been placed on ROM
Not everybody's face mask is on
I need more ammo and guns
Where has America gone
Free time is not any fun
Can't enjoy public with my son
Or shopping at the mall or
Identify haters on my front lawn
We all feel like we in prison 2020 is not what I envisioned
I read the news like old folks do pour whiskey to sip to help my mood
We all don't feel the same
And I just got off a plane; my body clock is not great
Looters still trying to relate
It's hard to tell who is racist nowadays
We blame and beat all Asians
That's not an illness we call created
The world is so going crazy
Covid exposed those no brains
How do I know if I'm sane
Some of us are stupid; I'm just saying
Setting their own expectations
College Kids are celebrating
Others stupids are full of hatred
A lot of us are impatient
You are not an essential patient
Some of us don't know our place
Some Americans are not proud
We all complain to the masses
On things you do nothing about
We've been placed on ROM
Not everybody's face mask is on
I need more ammo and guns
Where has America gone
Free time is not any fun
Can't enjoy public with my son
Shopping at the mall or
Identify haters on my front lawn
Everyone has an opinion and
Everyone has a point of view
But that doesn't mean that I care to hear it from you
April to September; I want a buy me a Kimber
I love the second amendment
The world is so complacent
Preach the freedom of speech
They never liked any president
They sound so intelligent
Oh please, at ease, you can't be
So deceived; your messages not well received; cliche thoughts from stupids
I'm tired of hearing of these
1-up people to sound bright
Can you recite the bill of rights?
Educate me on civil rights
Talk on religious rights
Why with all the riots
Protests supposed to be quiet
People are still defiant; I try not to be biased
Most of us aren't the brightest
Followers of non-compliance
We just feed of off violence
I fear for my life; show me firearms, I might buy it
Introduce me to suppliers; I'll be a faithful buyer
Twenty Twenty I'm getting so tired of it
We've been placed on ROM
Not everybody's face mask is on
I need more ammo and guns
Where has America gone
Free time is not any fun
Can't enjoy public with my son
Shopping at the mall or
Identify haters on my front lawn
Written by:
ALI STEINER, ERROL IAN AVE ACOSTA
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