Msg - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I'm not mad at you

I'm only mad at the way things are today

Every time I leave the house she says

"Please come home like you always did"

We sit here and we watch the news

A time to see who's on guard today

Fragile privilege flex hard and wake

Scrambling to understand or be rate

Wasted in cobalt blue

Measures of gold and green on your lips

The only message that you seem to miss

While you sleep tight with flag clenched in fits

I wondered if you ever knew

What my folk have ever done to you

Raised all, fed well, cleaned his shoes

We fought hard, we died young, we made our tunes

This is a message for the youth

Who don't know what to do

When our actions are misconstrued

So they just anger you

Or do they?

A message for the blue

You're not gonna tell me how to feel, how to scream, how to breathe

Message for the youth

Despite chaos stay true to yourself

We tried convincing ourselves we heard freedom bells

Please tell me that our bodies are no longer for sale

Captain America, switch sides before he quit

Our mothers there to fight

Your fathers through this shit

So that we'd have no experience of it

So that we'd not die by the hands of a pig

Yet we're still unprepared?

Why so unprepared?

[Chorus] (x2)