Had you no choice? Had you no voice?
A fence separates where tension escalates
Your balance tires on the barb wires
Quickly! Pick a side! You don’t know why inside
You can’t share the opinion of the opposition
Go on, revolt! You have no salt
So begins the assault with the movement of fault
You support your friends, there’s no ‘depends’
From strong bonds you sap and rise in step
It soon becomes mockery of true anarchy
Free thought has no charge because we get it in small regular and large

Double yourself now to speak ghetto, wow
You claim heritage to the champions’ stage
Blasting in your flow cloning on the go
But allies engage in such self-damage
Assumed innocent in your old convent
Bring on a campaign that is just profane
How’d we circumvent this predicament?
While still being humane without getting slain?
What’s with your missives? Peppered expletives?
Speak genitalia, no better idea?
From your front waste leaves, please use laxatives
Calm down your magma, form tropicana
Please flip the left switch so we won’t twitch
Small Romans will hitch with yours truly’s pitch