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Be the Change Wrenn Staton There’s something forsaken in Detroit Deep seeded oppression Pretending like it’s not in every street Ignoring prevents depression Born into poverty, education is poor Political sovereignty, money no more Only way to escape is dollars But they’re poor even as toddlers We care about the opportunity that fell in our hands But never think of the kids that never got a chance We go to class thinking life is rough, another paper due There's a child that would do anything just to be you Kids told they’ll never make it Teachers don’t even have teaching degrees “I hate kids but I guess I’ll take it” Student with no chance to succeed. A War On Drugs was a war on minorities Selling a bag of narcotics to feed your family Targeted directly by profiling authorities A month for white, 5 years for ethnicity I don’t think we pay enough attention Some even joke about the imbalance We don’t notice the racial oppression Nothing’s funny about cruel malice Think of the ones that you cannot see Stand up for what you know is right Have a voice for the ones that cannot speak It’s been a long battle, we must win the fight
