SOME FOLKS INHERIT STAR-SPANGLED EYES.
Ooh, they send you down to war.
And when you ask them, how much should we give?
Ooh, they only answer more! more! more!
HERE’S A LITTLE MUSIC with confrontational soul. Here’s a little textual feeling taking a confrontational role. Hearing about a silver spoon in the mouth at birth and privilege I begin thinking about how it infects thinking and how it infects all our thinking potentially. Which leads me to thinking about those choosing to vote third party right now, or who are still “Undecided.”
House of Nezua
the XOLAGRAFIK theater!
