Letter to Governor Rick Snyder - Josh McKay

Dear Richard Snyder
I hope you get this message
You fucking piece of shit
I hope it's sent to you directly

I hope this fuckin' video makes you sick to your stomach
But it won't
Cause you can't feel from our city
Since you ain't from it, right?

What happened
I thought you were all about Michigan
So where's our money going
To that condo that you're livin' in?

Two million fuckin' dollars for your household
And we can't even drink the fuckin' water that our house holds

That's how it go
The trust that we had for you is gone
We thought you were helping
When it was really you all along

So fuck your builders fuck your bottles
And go fuck yourself
We'll take this shit from here
You've done enough so fuck your health

Now this is it
I encourage people in Flint
And all around the world
To make yourself known for the intent
To help a city that is literally dying of this shit

While they been sleepin on it
We been tired of this shit

*interlude* Notice the water

I've got a question for you Snyder
We've all been thinkin
Do you trust our water enough
To let your family drink it?

Well what about Melissa
Would you make her a bottle with it?
Or even let your son Jeff
Take a shower in this shit?

See things are different
Your family grew up privileged
Your kids went to private schools
That's 20k in tuition!

So you don't know about
The kinda shit my family went through
Getting charged for the water we can't use
Plus the rent's due!

I really hope that you get this fuckin'
Message that I sent you
You're sick of hearing this?
Well from our water we're sick too

You treat my city like it should be called
The flint zoo
Your name fits perfect
Cause all you've made is some dick moves

I take a look at all of this
Like how could it be fair
When we can catch legionaires
Just from fuckin' breathin' air

We trusted you Rick
Even put you in power
And you repay us
By contaminating our water?

But the worst part about it's
When I look at my baby
Who has no control in this
But deals with this shit daily

He looks to me
He knows that Daddy protects him
But even I feel helpless
Knowing that he could be infected

Now I salute to Meek mill, Big Shawn, Michael Moore, Cher
And everybody who kept us in your prayers
I'm not asking for pity because we'll never need it
Cause gon be alright as long as we still breathin'

Now here's the controversial question

Now what did you know, and when did you know it?
A hundred thousand people poisoned from the lead and corrosion
Permanent damage to our children, our future is dim
This shit lowers IQ's, imagine what they coulda been

A doctor, a lawyer
A business degree investor
Or maybe even a governor
To do your job better

But your decision fucked us up
All over a couple bucks?
Well karma comes fast mothafucka'
You better buckle up

Cause look at what we've done for you
And look at what you've done to us
You knew this shit the whole time
You just kept it covered up

You tried to keep it on the hush
Like you actually believed
That you would walk away from all this bullshit
Scotch free?!

It takes a special kinda person
To let all these little children
Live a day to day life
But can't use the sink in the kitchen

And this the shit we live in
Rick Snyder has never cared
So I'm askin' everyone
To keep my city in ya prayers

Thank you