Dear Government I Have Something To Say
Dear Government do you hear me I have something to say
I saw a man blow his whole check on some shoes yesterday
All of this propaganda, media is all for show
It's like spend it before we get it is all we know
And when I look into the market there's no more substance
Just a price tag with a good that says press the button
To spend another dollar into the economy
While another rich rapper says hey look follow me
How can we believe in a system where the service is our oppressor
Where the master who holds the whip….
goes by the name “Debt Collector”?
Please wake up people time to expand your mind
We equate utility
by the amount on the dollar sign
This Consumer Market is something I must rebuttal
They kill us with our desire
And bury our credit with a shovel
And for some to believe Customer profiling doesn't exist
Tell me why black people are in a hole before 26
This isn’t something I made up This is truly real
I’ll die a free man b4 I ever kneel
As a slave
In a consumer's market
Where our pockets are the target
Selling anything imaginable to get to our wallet
These businesses men don’t care about us there truly heartless
They’d sell air in a bottle if peopled by it off the market
I guess that’s why I stack up and stay out the marketing mix
And I’ll continue on my own until the market is fixed.
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