Did we come to earth search for money at the end we die?
Like that the only reason for our life
While many soaring many in in sorrow the cry
Some call this a poem but I wrote this rap shit to ask why
Going when momma's about to leave we ask why
When papa's thinking of moving we've already said bye
When at day end momma may come home dry
Then papa comes home in his bag a bottle of wine
Chilling out with the boys we call them guys
Then the girls we sat hey why
Which makes them go in disguise
Then do all sort of shit to make us impress
Why do we go on with genetical discrimination
And ethical neglection
But we are part of the solution
If we take everybody as one with no collision
#godspowersampson