Step swift and accept gifts like kings in bling and cling to things
Such as powers buy too much plain flowers for girls my rings
Are worn by them, rhymes taken as truth breaking roofs
Like falling trees during hurricanes, worry brains no truce
My interpretation of a perfect nation lies in the manuscript
Plan to rip pages from the constitution in search for solutions and strip
Her until naked then take it rearrange and change it laws
Strange flaws exists can’t let the wrong men put their paws
On it