So soon sun of our tomorrow's setting
For just few heads are learning
The rest either hawking or begging
See I know what I'm saying
The state of Wazobia I'm telling
You where empty bellies yelling
For trusted daddies lying
Attending the squanders meeting
The meeting they call sitting
While hospitals give no healing
They lack drugs for healing
Schools void of roofings, ceiling
For our trusted daddies stealing
Our trusted daddies are lying
While yelling bellies are...

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