I’m sitting here tripping over dudes
Fools and rules
Of societal correctness
dollars and SENSElessness
making excuses for my blackness
and cultural bias
because my God doesn’t look like Elvis
waiting to exhale is leaving me breathless
You gotta get this…
I said I’m sitting here tripping over dudes
Fools and rules
Of societal imperfection
Priests surmising with an erection
While staring at the alter boy’s section
Where’s the protection?
Months of inspections,
A year of wars, and still no weapons
Where’s the connection?
Is it re-election perfection?
Or is it just my angle of reflection?
Because I’m still sitting here tripping over dudes
Fools and rules
Of societal hypocrisies
In God We Trust, 
Yet we place all of our faith in democracy
And the irony is that the PEOPLE become the mockery
Ya’ll don’t hear me
This is a travesty
Deception and duplicity
Has been chronicled all throughout our history
Yet we act as though it’s a mystery
That you can’t get into heaven through bureaucracy…