Because I'M Rich
Because I'm rich I sometimes feel like I have to hide
Because I'm rich i feel as though you hate me
Because i'm rich you hate the way i dress
Because I'm rich you can't seem to let go of the past
Because i'm rich you hate on my skin
Because I'm rich with pose and grace i allowed you to talk down on my race
Because i'm rich i allowed you to kill humanity
Because i'm rich i didn't speak up
An Because i'm rich i just gave up
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