Preme - Intro (Dear America) lyrics

Dear America, I’m only what you made me
Young, black and fuckin crazy!
Please save me i’m dying inside
Can’t you see it in ma eyes?
I’m hopeless, fearless on d outside
Gun on ma side shit, make me feel all
Niggas will, build schools
Instead of prisons
I’ll stop livin d way I’m livin
Probably not mhmm
I’m so used to servin rocks an burnin blocks
I ain’t neva gon’ stop
Been doin dis shit all my life
I’m a lost cause an what about d rest?
Don’t dem suckaz deserve a chance?
Some’n betta than uh
Shoot outs and liquor stores an food stamps?
Maybe if y’all teach dem niggas
A craft in d trade
They wouldn’t have to play dat corner
Ya know what I mean, servin dat ye
America, you got a fuckin problem!
An I ain’t neva goin away!
It’s about 20 million other
Mothafuckas just like me!
Reparations is due, an y’all go pay!