Intro Songtext
von I Self Devine

When I think of low class America I think
Good food
Abandonment
Both negative and positive
Fear of success
Broken English and smokers′ hag
Punk rap power
Twenty dollar Reebok classics at the beauty supply
Being marginalized and trying to find a way

How much beauty comes out of those communities
Poverty
It sounds angry, it looks hungry
The incoherent babble at the bus stop
Being able to work with what you have
Jackin' rabies off of old records
Little kids walking to school
People in the neighborhood getting their grind on
Making stuff fly and doing their thing
Always walking on thin ice


Fear of failure
Thrift store shoes, one size too big
Nickel sacks behind the motherfucking heels
The checkout line at the dollar store
Super and most energetic
Five dollar wife beaters and white tees
Least amount of resources put forth the most amount of effort
Ghetto fabulous culture
Neglect
Hope

Music
People going on the bus to work
Disenfranchise me
The car alarm at 3 AM that you can′t escape
It sounds aggressive
It's a fixed game
The game is fixed
Goons
Mothers yelling at their children in public
Immigration


No insurance
Beauty
The sizzle of fast food
Caste system
I think of optimism
Substandard produce
That paycheck to paycheck
Making a dollar out of fifteen cents
A closed door
Flamin' hot Cheetos and Now and Laters

On the corner of Church and Dodge
Potential
We are the foundation
The working class people are the beat of the drum
It sounds like home

When I really think about low class America
I feel that′s where change is gonna start
It′s gotta start there