Polidicks - Azizi Gibson

Dear Mr. President

I put this lovely letter together today for you (Holy)

I hope you aren’t too busy to read it

Enjoy

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Ayy nigga, don’t play us

Tired of sittin' in the shower

You niggas don’t fade us

Even after all these times

You really don’t pay us

You stand for this country with clowns

I’ma hop off the roof right now

Merk everybody in this bitch then bounce

Okay, you niggas done gone too far

Okay, you niggas done gone too far

Okay, you niggas done gone too far

Okay, you niggas done gone too far

Yeah, yeah, yup

I’m in this bitch, timin' legit get to the shit

Go and hand me a clip

Go grab some sticks, light up the tips

'Cause we an angry mob of fire, we gonna make sure you fried

Torture you on sight, we ain’t finna let you die

We don’t give a shit 'bout what we’ve been told

'Cause we gonna be here when you old people gone (Holy)

Why we tryna make sense about some shit you don’t know

Like tryna raise rent when everything for you’s cold

I don’t get the problem

I’m tryna figure out

Thought you guys wanted to buy a bigger truck and stuff like that

No?

No guns anybody?

Okay

Like honestly, how the fuck is somebody who’s never grown up in the environment

that I’ve grown up in

Hung around them motherfuckin' niggas we grew up around, people we hang around

with today

How the fuck is someone like that, tell me, what’s good for me?

I’m tryna figure out what you made it out of, or where you made it or where you

actually came from

I wanna figure out what resources you have, 'cause motherfucker we ain’t have

none

Resources ain’t even really in the vocabulary and shit, hahaha

I speak for the majority of people, man

What are you really doin' for us?

Right now