Does history guide you or do you set out to change it?

Breached, not broken

Breached, not broken

Do you set out to change me?

Thank you for that, you giant human rat

Fuck your skinned-alive designer wear

Fashion shades and salon hair

Heels to help where nature failed

Artificial teeth and nails

The wasp′s nest expands

So, clap your hands

It's her, the one black woman who′s success, you don't credit to Affirmative Action

The way of the future is corporate sponsors raising your kids

Maternal love is nothing compared to what seven dollars gives

Put in, suck out plastic body parts

It's the ever-growing industry of cosmetic arts

Bombarded with the idealized shots

Dysmorphic, self-destructive plots

Physical flaws are a mental blank, a mental blank

Physical flaws are a mental blank

So pay your surgeons, it′s your parents who you should thank

These eyes are blind to several hundred left behind (lest we forget again)

But the border is breached but not broken

Who tries to find the several hundred left behind

When the border is breached but not broken?

Co-existing in a twisted society

Where youth is a crime and wasteful sweat-shop expenditures is how luxury is defined

Now the KKK has found a new masquerade

Fuck your self-proclaimed supremacy, you hide your face and your shame

Identify right and wrong when all fact is merely opinion

You cannot know the sweetness of victory without first dwelling in the agony of defeat

These eyes are blind to several hundred left behind (lest we forget again)

But the border is breached but not broken

Who tries (who tries) to find the several hundred left behind

But the border is breached, the border is breached, the border

These eyes are blind to several hundred left behind

We forgot again