MixedNation
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The young boy was so quick to pick up a gun but never a
book
the young girls so eagered to twerk something but never
to desire to learn something
they wonder why they never earn nothing like respect
My skin
Yes my skin
The skin that I'm in
Hair too curly to stay straight
Skin with an unfailing tan
Yes we stay
We stay strong
We are mixed nation
The multi-racial butterflies
