I can still hear the frea behind your last gasp,
even above the flat slaps of my thumbs against this desk.
You take a moment to rewind in your mind:
if only you hadn`t opened that hole beneath your nose.
I`m talking to a walking wall following a faulted call.
Hatred twisted your mind backwards so you suffer the truth.
In your mind you prevail.
Standing the test of tests.
By blind reflex I accept yuour challenge.
Argumentative vein, anger mantained.
My response is to let no jab go restrained.
Stand behind what you`ve said that`s made this room grow dim
and what`s made my eyes turn red.
Mind to mind, I know your kind.
Try and convince me that you`re right because your skin is white.
( Let`s enter your mind).
Let`s see what you can do. Let`s see.
(My standards are high. I will expect a whole lot from you. But you`re not what you think.)
Men like you made the sky turn red.
(This smells like failure. What a wast of time.)
Men like you mad the sky turn red.
(Can`t you smell it- it`s as thick as life.)
And this won`t be the last time.