[Verse 1]
If I had a nickel for every single time
I've tried to cla**ify the populace around me with a word
Or a catchy phrase, I could quit my job for good
And play Nintendo until my fingers ached
[Verse 2]
Am I an idiot, too lazy to think twice?
I point the finger, but I can't take my own advice
I put a name on something and ever since
I've made an art of building my counterfeit intelligence
[Verse 3]
Seemingly to me
I am straightening a world of cluttered thoughts
And a debris inside my head
But I think instead of prejudiced
And I give people names to make me feel safe
[Verse 4]
How does it feel what does it take to make me understand?
If I could only walk a mile in the shoes of another man
If I could look out through his eyes
And know what it means to bleed the same red blood that I do
[Verse 5]
What is economic status, and tell me what is race?
Who decides to Cla**ified taxonomy of grace?
If one man gets less that another is it true
That he is all that different
That he is less than you?