
Chance to Grow Up
Give me a chance to grow up
Hold up, I know what you say
Bout my hometown
And I know how I’ve grown up
And I watched how you soak up resources on the outskirts
It seems ignorance and lies
Stitched into the inner thighs of America
Would have the homeless problem sewn up
I know what
You think of me
I know you don’t think of me
I know what you think about now
I was love drunk with the trenches I lived
Trying not to drown
And Recently I’ve sobered up
Speaking out for reasons
Spoken up and echoed by plenty of people before myself
The poor I felt, was nothing compared to the active manipulation of narrative so we could be painted as terrorists by terrorist
America is
Something else
But if nothing else,
I only wanted a chance to grow up, there
To hold just a little piece of my home
As a grown up
Where I could enjoy my community because we
Have all coped but I know that you’re coming
And that means I have to go