Spite is its own overcommitment And a self-preservation instinct Self-love is enough even if it's only saying to yrself "I'm surviving" while passively practicing silence Tell everyone that I'm thriving As though I share ya'll disbelief At the doublespeak dressed as apologies Those closest to me cut me off when I speak Macroaggressive and projecting, Thus not worth mentioning Backward I move too, but I trip over the casualties Life lost is no cost for a lapse in humanity Congratulate me, sight unseen Congratulate me, a nigga finally free You literally put your hands on me And all you'll ever get is leave Leave Leave Leave, leave, leave, leave, leave Take leave of the speech of the Truth you hate and shout it down as fake Lie in wait, lie and wait, lie awake each night Or D: All of the above Yo, I love to lie and I live to love