Wynne An Open Letter To Donald Trump
I think that we have different reasons
For waving the flag in the July season
It's your land of free chosen by your democracy
That have been picked through history by teaching people
Who are demons, whose evil
We fly our eagle for the same reason that caged bird [?]
Stop stealing [?]
As he's turning in his grave
I know they'll call me off as a king
In the wrong domain
But I sing sir
Don't mean to lecture the 1%
We are the 99 problem
That's something Hov didn't invent
It's D'Evils
Black beatles
Gon' help me pause
I'd loop that song forever
If it kept Obama in those walls
Me and the Netflix era feel generational hate
We didn't reincarnate
The reincarceration of slaves
The hidden 13th fact
Reagan's way to hold em back
Start a war on crack
Really just a war on being black
Post back of the bus
White water but no rapids
Pre-classism by slacking on rich taxes
Post-Plessy
Pre-Ferguson
In decades yet to inhabit
Forced by white flight suburbia
Just to show you what happens
New Jim Crow
Dehumanized by mine in charge
Stamp a scholar letter on them when they leave, ain't getting far
No votes and no jobs, suddenly it's all black and white
Dream so hard, it makes Dr. King come back to life
Our people are afraid of you
Only people who aren't, are getting paid by you
Maybe you see why we have some concerns
You're endorsed by a clan that leaves innocent people burned
For their color
There's no biological difference under the cover
When you type melanin into google image
I told my mother
If you want a president we gon' have to be tougher
Put an arm over my sister who can't put an arm over her lover
Barbie, Barbie's all we hear when you talk
Like we need a Ken Doll to hold us up when we walk
Like we are up for grabs
Like we won't grab back
Grab a bat and swing it at you if you try to grab that
And build a bridge to Mexico to fuel an army of people
Offended by your rhetoric, your apologies are see-through
You free service hate, Bette Midler on Disney Channel
Which is coming back, lit the black flame candle
You're afraid of people coming to this country
Post signs that they're wanted
How do you think our reputation got started?
People who wanted better life and seeing opportunities
So they risked their safety to travel to the land of the free
That's how your family came
That's the birth of this nation
You Willie Horton'd the election
By breeding fear on immigration and terrorism
Grouping an entire race of people into one
In reality, it's a haystack and a needle
Your citizens are afraid of you
The world's looking at you it's afraid of you
Don't turn a blind eye sir
It is not your occupation to listen to your citizen's cry sir
And their why's and their how's and there who's and their when's
And their help me what the hell am I gonna do's
This is not a game
You ain't made America great
People who think you have live in a 20th-century state
I think that we have different reasons
For waving the flag in the July season
I put my stripes high for equality opportunity's made
You raise your's because you benefit from every facet of hate
I ask you to consider what your job is and who it effects
The legacy you will leave, leave no room for regret
Open your heart and your ears and your eyes to your people
The earth ill impoverished, the human rights need you
Look at what history's done
Don't repeat the cycle
So many kids are looking up to you as an idol
That's a heavy weight to carry
Don't abuse your power
You have 35,040 hours
I don't expect change, without vital communication
So I welcome your response, don't disappoint this nation
Although I do not look to you in admiration
Congrats on your inauguration