Not understated, understand it Each pitch thrown was underhanded Denunciation, segregation New tricks of the tirade, not a question Fuck your template, just remember Who was the first out that gate And don't you think you had us all Pushed aside, kept at bay. Dressed in silk, just the same You'll lie tomorrow as you lie today You'll lie, lie, lie, lie To all their faces and you'll lie to mine Beg for mercy, go Ayo so are you listening? Or just waiting to talk This is just step two of exposing you To the rest of the world Okay so take that, step back Take the time to see all that you lack It's so easy to critique Why don't you try to create Step two.