Heckle a nation
Like Fidel from seditious
I'm living America with infidels and their riches
Witches
A wizard or a witches
Even if their just lizards their still bitches
Mind switches
From topic to topic
I remember hoe I'd smile
Listening to my little ones,
Understanding every word they'd say,
Their jokes, their songs, their plots
I say to them, "No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in"
They would ask, "What's wrong with the world, mama?"
It's like people livin' like they ain't got no mamas
I think the whole world addicted to drama
Only attracted to things that'll bring you trauma
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