Outta Hand (Poem)

Gettin hurbed by hurbs
Gettin penned with the sheep
Gettin played by chumps

This is all outta hand

Can’t say what ain’t kosher
Can’t believe what is true
Can’t fight with what we don’t have

This is all outta hand

Pittin boors against the bourgeoisie
Pittin sheep against the sheep
Pittin lies against liaisons

This is all outta hand

We done lost before we started
We ain’t started cuz we lost

We can forget what we once wanted
If we forgot what we came for

This is all outta hand

And I ain’t waiting for the war
This is my declaration

You best split before I blow