John closed his eyes, thought about what he wanted to be
Dreams too large for a destitute black family
What’s this shit about income inequality?
You can be anything you want, as long as you can pay the fee
Or you won’t be anything, anything at all
Jess looked down at her grandma’s wrist
And now permanent IV
This isn’t how she should look, even at 83
But cancer makes up half the fucking GDP
Sure, she’ll die, but the doctor’ll live comfortably
And they won’t leave her with anything, anything at all
So swiftly siphon this next glass
Maybe another four or three
‘Least we can be half full while our futures are fucking empty
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