A.T.S.D. - Racism Is Wack

I feel you Martin
I'm getting tired of this whole racism thing
So I think it's time to punch racism in the face with bars
Now hold up, wait a second, this is getting me pissed
I'm f-ing done with racism, man it shouldn't exist
I've been waiting long enough but I don't think I can
I'm thinking it's about time to drop some lines on the clan, yuh
Get out with the hatred man, that mess is irrelevant
I know I'm not perfect but you hating for the hell of it
"Why?"
If you're racist then you can't be my friend
Cause being prejudice is fake and I ain't one to pretend
The most civilized of nations was not totally immune
To dejure segregation despite landing on the moon
Putting blame on one race is simply not a good escape
From the woes of a social class deemed as the purist race
You're fake, you're late, you're whole mindset is totally out of date
Value is determined by your will to add onto the cake
So take and make a contribution to the modern glue
Or else the wealth of age's past will leave like a caboose
Racism, racism, gotta punch it in the face-ism
Face the great schism of our day-ism
Deism, praying to the newest God-ism
Odd Rhythm, flip the beat and play it now, woo woo
I've got a theory and I think it should be shared
I think that all racists are somehow visually impaired
Like have you ever seen a person who was black or who was white?
Cause I've only caught different shades of gray in my sight
Maybe racists are just not that smart
Like how they go and wear their bedsheets while parading in the dark
But I think I'll start a new group called the KKKK
It's the Ku Klux Killers Klan coming at you human race
I do not appreciate how you discriminate, very much
It's real disgusting how you're mean and full of hate, straight to the touch
I think that you could be the meanest baddest thing I've seen
And I don't care if what you think is right or left wing, nah
You're opinion on other's pigment is plain and simple wrong
If you keep on telling lies, I'mma beat you like a gong
Racism is a confusing strange thing
How could you think that that your skin color makes you less human being?
Racism, racism, gotta punch it in the face-ism
Face the great schism of our day-ism
Deism, praying to the newest God-ism
Odd Rhythm, flip the beat and play it now, woo woo
Racism, racism, gotta punch it in the face-ism
Face the great schism of our day-ism
Deism, praying to the newest God-ism
Odd Rhythm, flip the beat and play it now, woo woo woo
Racism, we just crashed your party

Written by:
Brandon Agee, Caleb Turner, Jacob Dulmaine, Jacob Siegert

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