The Bottom Class

Help us Lord, Help us Obama, let him republicans, help us other leaders of the world we need help we need some good things too.  I know we’re throwaways, people/humans you tossed in the trash, but what you don’t know is we’re throwaways we got value, we got worth yea, even in the bottom class.  What they haven’t figured out is we are it; we are the key for what America was and what it was meant to be.  It damn sure wasn’t supposed to be about greed and money but opportunity.  And also about freedom, independence, and love but since 2k hit, America has seemed to be about control, power, jealousy, envy, and hate, some of the main reasons why most of the great nations and people could not succeed and procreate. All of the mess in America which is all for what.. for nothing because when u go about things the wrong way, you will become to realize your soul will be in disarray.  And it always will be.. living in deceit, when integrity, honesty, trust and honor is right there by your feet.  But no you don’t want that, you want the meat.. all the worldly things that depreciate in less than a week.  Sure you do because that’s what’s the media and the corrupt want you to see because what you see is what you get isn’t that’s how it’s supposed to be? The answer is no people; it is not, it’s supposed to be about your belief in what is right and how all of America, and not just the top %, will be happy. But you got the rich getting richer off of us and not with blush but with disgust, and the ghetto get all the heat where the skins get darker and where hope is almost impossible to keep.. because we don’t have a chance to grow into the good people that we know but instead we drop into a life where its mean over the green and everybody in the mist gets drawn in to be dissed by society wondering why do they act like this.  Do you want to know why? Well I will tell you why cause from birth on up, we see violence, destruction and everything else wrong, so tell me how we suppose to get off that road where it seems like it’s a million miles long. So after so many miles we are like that just how life is, and it becomes a cycle of the same bs that will make Lance distressed, until one lucky pawn gets brawn and say I’m tired of this mess.  But for the rest, all we can do is scrape up some pennies for a cigarette and exhale the stress that will ultimately kill us in an untimely death. So don’t knock us for our way of escaping the perils of the world today, cause we can’t cruise in our Benz down to the bay. When all we want is a chance to get in, so always on the opposite of win most have to turn to the other green which would keep a lot from committing those criminal sins but their getaway place can land them in the Penn.  All it’s for is to survive, but please my brothers not at the hands of others because one thing we got to believe that you can’t win by gaining success at the expense of your fellow man because it’s like Duncan being sat at the final minutes of game six… that’s a bad plan. This is not about black and white, it’s the new millennium, let’s leave that in the past, I’m speaking not just for my brothers and sisters, I’m speaking for the Bottom Class!