"Am I angry at the injustices of America? The bullshit that stinks from the many offenses, it constantly grows, towards the flames? Am I angry at the discrimination of our color? Not my character? Am I angry at the choices we make and think no consequences come with it? All trickling down to more lies and eyes blinded, by foolish notions they tell themselves, in order to cope or fill graves, physically and spiritually. Am I angry at the fact, that we're better than this, but keep falling short, to our potential? Am I angry as the list could go on and on? But it's all good tho. Cause I'm still here."
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