The world spins round and it’s all up and down,
To me at least it feels like it when I walk around downtown
It’s terrible, deplorable, the world I see surrounds me
Red hats galore bring the activist out of me
I feel like a bull and they want me to chase them
They see my people and want to erase them
So what other choice do we have but to stand strong
While the grand old cowards look down on us like we don’t belong
It doesn’t really matter what the comfortable ignorants think
Because sadly they’ve been taught to not think for themselves
But gladly I do, and even if my own people ‘other’ me,
Puerto Rico is beautiful, and I’ll see the haters in hell. – RSM
