Eldridge Cleaver and me

The beginning of me the ideology wearing wires pregnant buying weapons and drugs from corrupt officers for the federal bureau of investigation the department of Justice the center piece cointelpro levied just so the matter of facts the 44 magnum in my mouth teeth chattering looking through an assault rifle red dot on the female agents ponytail my children singing my girl with the fbi supervisor I'd be murdered for a lessor god I'd be assassinated bullied extorted crippled by a car bomb I will still drink my lemonade on a Sunday afternoon I'd still die an American hearing my fetus heartbeat I'd still remember Chicago I will never fret over gang violence nor corruption I shall still adore my roses eating ice quenching my thirst during a stroke I'll still be American in this land on this soil my blood shall run through the hidden canals as the sun shine on my back an yet I'll still be American I'll still be me when I diiiiie