Ball Game

I get it.
I'm often misunderstood,
and as long as I'm rolling in their direction,
then shit is all good.
But only for them,
because it's obvious they don't
wanna see me win
Like just when
I think I've had enough,
they find a way to hit me
with the politics stuff.
Looks like they want me
stuck,
to tuck
my pretty little tail between
these thick ol legs.
Massa likes it when we behave.

So what do you really want?
Was it not enough that I cried out,
"I'm drained."
Do I need to put on black face
and dance
to keep you entertained?
Chained
to a time clock that when
punched my lost is their gain.
Like a ball
rolling where I'm tossed,
dying to the uniformity of
their system.
Lost.