Tear down that stereotypist
who writes the news rags of your mind,
telling you this way just can’t be,
because it ain’t the way you were designed.
Tell me what age were you when you got
so paranoid that you forgot
this is the land of folks who’re supposed to stay free?
You ain’t got the right to hurt
other people just cause they disagree.
You see, everyone can be anyone,
a little good or little bad,
we all do right or wrong,
and just because we’re all different,
don’t mean we can’t still get along.
You speak your words of thuggery
designed only to tear us apart.
While you deal in high class skullduggery,
I’ve no shield nor defense but my art.