Its a Struggle

As I sit here and feel these warm tears run down my face                       

my feet begins to pace just thinking about these struggles i face

I can't get a smile on my face to save the day.

My student loan have me in a trance. Sitting here thinking of how i can *** up the goverment ass.

But i no that i cant because as much as i try to better myself the more depressed i get .

i cant get a good job even though i have just one degree but

And Mr. Bo Bo banging on my door for loan fees.

Then I apply for a job where im the only black person around. Where these white folks can *** around all day . Leave early. not come to work and still get paid,

Im tired of this struggle.

I work as hard as i possibly can to just to get ted on again .

I work my hardest to provide for my son i cant even get a fair chance because the goverment are greedy bums.

But you say that this goverment still considers the black people free

It just overcomes me

When i turn on the tv i dont see my people.

I have to turn to a certain channel to see my people. Who act more ignorant time and time again.

But the ignorance goes unseen because as a people what do we do aspire to be the ingorance we see.

And when you step outside that ignorant box and start to ask questions you are the one that is neglected.

Your shunned and set to flames for just asking a simple question like " why do you aspire to be someone who clearly dosent care for you? Who uses us as slaves?"

But the only thing were worried about is getting paid.

Im considered boring and flat because i dont show my ass. I dont twerk and worry about who is dating who.

What's the lastest fashion and the latest entertainment news.

It gives me the blues.

Its struggle that i struggle with every day.

A different scene but the same exact ways.