The care we need
Is the care we don't get
It's like an infant, needing to feed
And giving it solids, with the infant getting upset
He said, 'no guns'
We're like, 'No way'
Then he'll be on our buns
To keep us at bay
He has an alliance
But not with us
Using political science
To eventually squander trust
People say, 'He's black'
Some assume otherwise
I say he's a tack
Who has come to desensitize
The U.S.
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