You claim to know all of my people but all you know are the lies that are fed to you.

How can you say your expert when you can't take a second check on what's told to you?

No. I'm not a criminal. I am not a rapist. I am not illegal.

I'm not what the media claims me to be.

Look past the lies and get to know me. You'll see.

I am hardworking, no criminal. I escaped the fears chasing me.

I am American, born and raised. Don't let the fears and lies keep you from seeing

who I am. My skin my fit the mold, but I am just trying to make it in this world.



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