fuck slaveahoma

(Verse 1) In Oklahoma, not tryna be a slave, Call it Slavehoma, man, I’m breaking out this cave, Dusty roads, dreams lost in the haze, Every corner that I turn, it’s a maze of malaise. (Verse 2) Winds whip through, tellin' tales of the past, Chains on my mind, but I’m free at last, Fields of cotton, yeah, they stretch far and wide, But my heart's a rebel, can’t let it slide. (Verse 3) They build the walls, but I’m climbing high, With every step I take, I’m reaching for the sky, No more shackles, I’m breaking the mold, In a land of the lost, I’m reclaiming my soul. (Verse 4) No home here, just a fight for the light, In this Slavehoma, I’m ready for the fight, Echoes of history, they haunt like a ghost, But I’m rising up strong, yeah, I’m doing the most. Use in Studio or