If this is going down like it seems to be
I’m not gon leave
You gon have to murder me

You and I
You and I
You and I ate
So they could eat
You and I
You and I
You and I wait
Until they eat

I
Some prefer Kenosha
I prefer Kynesha
In that sense was precocious
When I stood 4 feet
The evening
Family Feud
Wheel of fortune
Secada time
Read the comics underground railroad
With Vader shine
Now supported prone position
Roof top with finger heaters
Shooters vision
Hope hidden
flashbacks To PreK teachers
Kneeling
begging for mercy
Deacons
burning and hurting
Praying
signing petitions
Didn’t
seem to be working
Who we call when 9 1 1 might be in on the lick
Paramilitaries get assists when they take over strips
Play chicken with the feds,
the feds the first one to flinch,
Can’t stomach the risk
of white body count bigger than six
I sit
still as when big momma hit with the switch
Inherited scar tissue
DON’T SLIP
Tuck in your lip
Might let Boss Turner know who it is you really gon miss
That’s a way to get your loved ones pinched
When this ends
And this unholy war has a winner
Be nice to order Thai for dinner
Surin 280 I remember
Till then
Fighting
So my children live free
One more day
Pass them another plate
remember you and I ate

You and I
You and I
You and I ate
So they could eat
You and I
You and I
You and I wait
Until they eat

II
Some prefer rahowa
I prefer adinkra
A butler had a plan to deliver the northwest region
Took orders from 9 angels over dinner and council meeting
The guests that we’d expect to want seats at a Wannsee meeting
Discussed secession plan
Unsuccessful
disagreement
Competing plans for
Mass murder,
mayhem
treason
was this venison seasoned?
Why it taste like the game
They didn’t soak it with the bourbon in the buttermilk base?
clock accelerated
Arguments escalated
Suddenly Lights switched off and
Bodies levitated
for a brief moment
In the dark
kinda looked meditative
Then fell,
Light returned,
One player held all the aces
Not the one who had all the private meetings with Mason or
Vanguarded iron marched the proud patriot bases
This smiling face was betrayed by eyes that showed the strain
Of only staying awake
entertained by hate and pain
Then build algorithms to give tastemakers a taste
That’s the moment on the tape that altered my fate
From there,
learned to pass and even add to the plate
Because you and I
You and I
you and I ate

You and I
You and I
You and I ate
So they could eat
You and I
You and I
You and I wait
Until they eat

III
Some prefer one leader
I prefer our freedom
Because I prefer Tamika
LaKeysha
Katrina
convinced the Vinlanders
and Aryans will carve you out
40 acres
mules for you to sneak on secret routes?
Maybe they’d honor that
Don’t hurt to consider
Would the League of the South
Be more fair than the US Senate
If they could keep the southern region
+ all her trimmings?
White revolt the vote
Back to medieval plain
Would Klansmen starve our schools
Then tell us good game?
Do the 14 words offer what the bill of rights can’t?
Our answers aren’t the same
Guess that’s a shame
I’m on a ROOFTOP
my eyes trained on eyes red and strained
Smiling
Center mass, breathe slowly and aim
Still
So that the steel bursts and enters the frame
I slump
Am I really just as bad as my opp
few more seconds loose the shot
Hesitate drain the clock
There’s a war in my brain
Am I a soldier or not
It’s a mission
It’s a role
He’s a mark and a job
He’s a leader, he’s a lover
He’s a father to mobs
One will take his place
When he’s a Martyr a god
Mind and body bend fold between as if they might break
Call out my brothers name
Remember you and I ate
You and I
You and I
You and I ate
You and I
You and I
You Anaye

If this is going down like it seems to be
I’m not gon leave
You gon have to murder me