If we listen to all

If we listen to all the lies feed by the police, most would be obese. Their worse than we. They know no peace. Unless its fully loaded and in arms reach. Notice the, pigment that will forever roll with me. Shots fired a soul expires. The news tell nothing new. Just a black youth in beef. Truthfully they could do what they please to you and me. And receive commendations even if the truth is free. Now that I lay in cold blood my last words to you from me who is the real criminal you or me? FREEDOM?