Not Yet

He was cross referencing his pain verse inheritable traits While he waits in line for kicks made by veritable slaves Unaware they'll turn a phrase like Horace Silver-tongued for the empire, first they build it up, then they set fire Still can't see the forest through the trees but bumping Woods Revolutionary tourism, duty-free goods Is he Suge, is he Sugar or mashugana? What happens when one must go, but the other isn't good enough In white spaces with white faces they said they're colorblind Backwards hat scares em like a gat, what a fuckin time To be alive, rebellion with a hashtag Bars with barcodes, hedge funds and 401ks for narcos His heart froze like his cashflow, but still believes once his stash grows the cash goes to Victor Laszlows Moral victories and flags flown While his brother molests his daughter and blames the drag shows Hand up and the cab slows He knew they couldn't drink the rain, not yet Saw the hills ablaze, not yet Saw them fill up their cage, not yet Gonna get involved someday just not yet What does he care if there's cameras in his phone, in his home, if there's drones If they're speedmapping souls and chipping bones If they period track her flow until they know she's pregnant before she's even told He heard about it and replied so It's just for the criminals not me not yet just let it go But it's code What he means is he's not dark enough to notice if the homeless get thrown into an open pit So it's kosher let the chips fall where they may as long as his chips aren't what they Are targeting save the arguing Cause he'll certainly time it perfectly Moments before it gets bad, well not bad, but bad bad you know That's when he'll stand hand forming a fist, just as they're storming his shit Until then he's snoring and touring the fascism headquarters remarking on the patina and the wainscoting Engaging in genocidal trainspotting Amber wave riding Maybe a bumper sticker that proclaims Biden Maybe a lawn sign for a day A black square on his page, vibing As the hates rising, state violence, he stays silent, at the game smiling But it's too late, they been Trayvon'ing He's departing just as the margins start stage diving Years of telling them they got this, jump, jump c'mon man just jump I got you Maybe it's just me and it's not you I'm sure you just forgot to He knew they couldn't drink the rain, not yet Saw the hills ablaze, not yet Saw them fill up their cage, not yet Gonna get involved someday just not yet