I paint my toes and hands black
When I walk by they look and stutter
I’m doing fine
Here in my life
I’m the only one of my kind
So most of the people in this world aren’t my type
And it’s rare that I meet
People like me
Otherwise their style is copied or cheap
Can’t they see,
Their being on this earth wasn’t meant to be free
And I work for my words
If I didn’t I would be conquered
Look out here I come
Watch my friends all be stunned
Ill make your life living hell
Since it’s already not swell
You are working for the overtaken government
With all these crazy persons
But then again I’m crazy too
So why am I being a hypocrite?
Maybe it’s because I’m more responsible than that shit

 
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