Collectivism, what it do

Sitting in bondage, like a slave

Not able to eat the taco that you crave

Sweeping streets like an everyday chore

Get whipped by the cops, but you want some more

Everything with your brothers throughout life

You would never backstab, not even with a knife

No freedom to learn in the world out there

All that is told is that you’re fighting a bear

Sent to a house you work in forever

But you’d rather get kicked in the teeth, like a beggar

No freedoms or liberties that we adore

Just have to buy mile for your bro at the store

You work all your life, no time for fun

You sit stagnant, like a hotdog bun

You cannot think alone

It is the blackest transgression that you cannot atone

Daniel Cotty