Post 44

[Verse: Gamal]
It wasn't long ago no
It wasn't long ago
Norm was misbehave
Like everyone of us were nearly folks
To create and draw a line between what's real and hoax
Torn was any trust we had when
Proof that human rights were only merely tiny jokes
For ones who were not surely humans barely browny clones
Were lurking every turn and picking squarely at our bones
Our tired bones
We're not who Jones greet we're what he ownes
Post 44 Barack's now been seen in officе
Hatred it adapts and barges
Through paper doors, it marchеs
Guess there's only this much one man can do
To hatred as deep as this
Before you saw us as prey
Guess we're predators shit
We come to take what you got
As someone that you are not
Watchout you 'bout to get shot
Watchout you 'bout to get popped

[Produced by Gamal]