Uncle Sam, Goddamn

Just Watch Me Die

Just watch me die,
As you hold on to your mask of false truth,
Just block my wailing cries,
As you carry your shackles you call tradition,
Just hold me down,
As I try to fight against your form of slavery because of my sex,
Just lie and tell me you love me,
When The act of love is putting ones happiness and joy before yourselves,
If you say that it's over,
I won't die,
If you say that it's over,
I won't slowly suffocate myself to this pain you unknowingly thrushes in me,
For once just look at me,
No, i mean really look at me,
For once just love me,
I mean really love me your daughter, your creation, the being you alone raised in the jungle where they tried to tear you down,
Not some exception of old rituals that fitted back when one did not know better,
Have it ever occurred to you that you helped create a creator,
Have it ever occurred to you that you created a goddess,
One that possess femininity and grace but has would get down and dirty if she needed to,
Who questions questions because God  gifted her with the greatest gift possessed to men: knowledge,
And they tried to keep that knowledge away from women because they knew, man did they knew that women would take that knowledge to greater heights,
Heights that men to this day have still not been able to catch up to,
I guess you never really thought about it,
Still a sheep in patriarchal ideas,
Still blinded by sexist bullshit,
False laws that brings nothing but men with full bellies and women with empty dreams,
But I'm not mad at you,
Just feel a little sorry,
That women can still believe that all accomplishment are void unless a man is behind it,
But in 2015,
There is a new rule that says fuck niggas, get paid,
And when the time is right,
Your king will be right there beside you to help finish that empire that you already help start.