On Jamaican Debt: (10) Poems (Poem 7) Poem by Poetical Analysis

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Hey! I.nsane M.utha F.ucken W.hite B.rutes


Who invest trillions so the JDF will shoot


Nobody owes you shit you fucken disgusting Royal Klan


You regular person with psychological paranoia against all land


Where ever you go boys are driven to your Roman Roads


Poverty, oppression, & utter misery are what monarchs’ mind holds


But we, nor our Jah, can ever be possessed


Unless you convince poorer whites than you & sons of slaves the JDF enlists with petty pennies their duty is repress


Then you sick bastards, inbred, war mongers stand a better chance


The same way you keep Celts in Aussie Land in your imperial trance


Use your tools of 5th World conquest & feminine subjugation


We will always & eternally be Jah, whether in tribes or a camp called a nation


For our debt is to our children not white sociopaths’ greed

Even if all the other poor watch, or don’t even know, you will never succeed

3/15/15