Kublai Khan No Kin

Purchase Nomad here: Take a step back To a time past Old story from the bottom of the fucking map Fair skin with the wind behind a rebel flag Blood is blood but I never had imaged that My own kin wallowed in ignorance Burning crosses. A beacon of prejudice My uncle told me of the clan. Our ancestors Tethered by blood in this modern AmericaI have to fight for an equal life I don t know who would be more surprised Brown skin ridiculed by blue eyes World view through a noose or a white hood It s all bullshit. I m the living proof You hear me I ll outlast you Heritage that cuts me like hemorrhage No homage to ignorant narrative Weep for my kin soaked in southern blood I bare the shame of your name and your actions To the families affected by hatred My heart breaks. I wish I could change it Now it s my time I am the last of my familys name My birth banished the old ways The final hour. The last say Fuck your hate, you mother fuckers