A Stupid man With A Maniacal Plan
There once was a stupid man, a hateful man, a man-child with a maniacal plan
But, this child like man, needed a hand So he tapped into his black hearted clan
Kool aid drinking of course, they obliged Made excuses, but wrapped their minds around his lies
The others, the others, they’re the problem, they said
And his smug ass privileged fucked the sense out of their head
So on their knees they prayed, the prayer of the twisted
And now a menace reigns and they are all complicit
T.C 2025 ( the revolution is alive)
