I was gonna sell this beat but nah..
This all Mine
I really can't afford to do what I did
Last time
Like I know picking up Eagle Feathers is a crime
So I gotta spit this rhyme again
Just to stay in line
Pick one up, And you get a Six Figure Fine
Poor Asses need 5 years of work at A Nine to Five
Don't pick it up if you're white
Only someone Red has That Right
Practicing their religion on the World's West Side
Don't you act offended if this white Man gets indigenous
Getting all butt hurt that I scream War cries like the old ones did
Don't you know that embracing Other cultures ain't so venomous
While genocide was biased with Those on a pilgrimage
Like doesn't your book say that Humans were made in his image
But you turn your back against Others who ain't what your skin is
Manifest Destiny was just White Men doing business
Am I more full of shit than eating a Turkey on Christmas?
My Heart's in sync with
Pow Wow Drums
Natives exist but I'm not one
I just can't deny it and be done
The west lost not won
Lakota yeah I know some
Speaking it like I'm Creator's son
I don't care about sin
So I'm the perfect Savage
I don't get outside
So I'm not really living lavish
But the spirits don't
Want me gone and to vanish
So I won't pick up an eagle
Feather that's been landed