Dear Mr. President ;come take a walk with me (let's pretend we're just two people and u're not better than me ,ok?) I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly:
what do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street ?
who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
what do you feel when you look in the mirror? ;Are you proud?
and how do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
how do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye ,and tell me why?
Were you a lonely boy ;Are you a lonely boy?(How can you say?)
No child is left behind ;We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells ,While you pay the road to hell.
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say ;"u've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine ".
but ,let me tell you bout hard work minimum wage with a baby on the way
let me tell you bout hard work is rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away.
let me tell you bout hard work building a bed out of a cardboard box.
You don't know nothing about hard work.
Dear Mr. President ,u'd never take a walk with me true?
what do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street ?
who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
what do you feel when you look in the mirror? ;Are you proud?
and how do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
how do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye ,and tell me why?
Were you a lonely boy ;Are you a lonely boy?(How can you say?)
No child is left behind ;We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells ,While you pay the road to hell.
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say ;"u've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine ".
but ,let me tell you bout hard work minimum wage with a baby on the way
let me tell you bout hard work is rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away.
let me tell you bout hard work building a bed out of a cardboard box.
You don't know nothing about hard work.
Dear Mr. President ,u'd never take a walk with me true?
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