And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one
Now i'm not asking for there to be no racism
Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come
I've seen trials and tribulations,was raised in a nation full of racism
My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless
Ending these verses all muddy like vimy's trenches
She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday
Racism bullets being shot in every which way
There’s not enough peaceful activism and too much racism,
I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from
But theres a difference between raps and racism
You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them
I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting
Ascending - the galaxy's the limit never ending
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