Introduction To The Opposites

If you had your way Jim Crow would dance again
Make a mockery of what happened way back when segregation rained and thunder
covered cries
Any other words will never justify
Tell me who’s to blame, because I’m choking on your rage
You fucking disease
You sicken me, when your hate’s shoved down my throat, again and again and again
Tell me that you’ve earned superiority. Every word you say is plain ignorant to
me
Totally ignore our country’s history — and the future, which you spite,
for it’s equality
Tell me who’s to blame, because I’m choking on your rage
You fucking disease
You sicken me, when your hate’s shoved down my throat, again and again and again
I’ll spell it out:
So, it bothers me, that when you open up your mouth, derogatory,
ugly rhetoric comes out
Well, your rhetoric is something I can do without, your stupid jokes don’t seem
too funny to me
I get the feeling that you’re sick of hearing about the fight, well then just
close your ears, and I’ll fucking scream it every night until you learn,
or until you walk away
Then that, my friend, would be humorous to me