A Clear Divide

I'll give a fuck

For the meek

And the poor

The howling is dead

I'm beginning to roar

You know what this is

This is motherfucking war

Circle of life

No ill, no-el

I'm not your wife

You can keep your hell

Congratulate yourself

For inverting the peak?

Oh, you'll castrate yourself

Every time you speak

Because I'm a real nigger

You're a sorry excuse

This is a real trigger

True gun on the deuce

Don't fucking move

You were not prepared

I broke your black glass

Can feel you running scared

Kiss my black ass

Here, there, and Apogee

I will not relent

You don’t have my soul

You didn’t have my consent

You know nothing

Of dreams

Or desires

Cock of the walk

In a book full of liars

This isn't bravado

Or shade thrown by the sun

This is the Word

Getting raped is no fun

Bitch, I'm done

And you are truly done for

For the meek

And for the poor

Will you meet my eyes, I wonder

When I come for

When I come for you?