Dear white people, when your people voted for a terrorist
You told me to fight anger with love, I did
But the second I did you backstabbed me by killing my people,
No I don’t want your love or hope in this game when you mindlessly carnage our souls, bodies for your bloodthirst,
It is heritage for white people to pretend to be in solidarity with us, when our sisters, mothers, and brothers are killed every single second by this whiteness game that your people are amazed to play everyday,
I guess your hunger is not satisfied after years of colonizing and killing my people in name of whiteness, but you better damn well know our backs have eyes too
