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It’s About

It’s no long about a slap on a cheeks,
It’s about hitting and beating like humans are stones,
It’s about the black jackets filling their stomachs with coins and notes,
It’s about young girls holding the black jackets hoes to have cash,
It’s about speaking against corruption and planting its seeds,
It’s about harvesting from the fields of corruption.

It’s no longer about us but I,
It’s about lying the hands that put food in the pot,
It’s about beer for a tick,
It’s about promising and forgetting,
It’s not about living or about death,
It’s must be about love and unity.

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