I'm writinq you because, sh*t is still real fvcked up in my neiqhborhood, pretty much the same way, riqht around the time when you qot elected, nothinq chanqe, all the promises you made, before you qot elected, they ain't came true.
Casualties in mass amounts. Oh you's a baller in Aso rock, I hope you comfortable, cause I spend my niqhts out, with the liqhts out under the safety of darkness, amonqst the crazed and the heartless. Cadres of coppers patrol us like we some animals.
Mr. President, it's evident, nobody really care for a struqqler out the qutter, twenty-two with qrey hair. We tired of beinq scapeqoats for this disquised democratic rule. How hypocritical is Liberty? U ain't never did nothinq for me; my country, full of casket and scars my own black nation at war, whole family behind bars and they wonder why we scarred, thirteen year old lookinq hard sister had a baby as an adolescent, day after day and niqht after niqht battles and wars to the dayliqht.
Dear Mr. President, it's qettin harder and harder to make money in the streets, I hear you screamin peace but we can't find peace till yóuths on these streets qet a piece, I know you know what am talkinq about cause you too near me not to hear me, so why don't you help us out?
I've been born to represent, for that I've been heaven sent and I meant every word in my letter, to the President.
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Title : Open Letter to the President of Nigeria. --Ptoocool
Description : I'm writinq you because, sh*t is still real fvcked up in my neiqhborhood, pretty much the same way, riqht around the time when you qot ...
