Recently read The New Jim Crow. A hard read for an older white guy.
Update: Demo added March 8, 2021
@rickachu had this great trap track with no words, and I realized it was perfect for these lyrics. He graciously let me use it. I did pitch shift my voice down a few semitones to give it some weight.
Now that I did the demo, I think I would switch up my rhyme order in the verses - kind of awkward right now and doesn’t flow well.
Copyright 2021 Scott Lake
In baseball the rule is three strikes and you’re out
but another chance comes ‘round before too long,
another chance to unleash your clout.
another chance to undo the wrong.
It sounds so right, this turn of phrase.
it rolls quite easily off the tongue.
we say it so often, it’s become cliché.
but should it be on what our laws are hung?
What exactly is a strike, and is the zone the same?
Is it still between the letters and knees, is it truly a fair game?
Big Money drives the machine, of the profits of the pen.
No next at bat for the brothers there, not paid for their work and then.
if they get out before the end of their life, they can’t live like regular men.
the laws ensure future menial work, yet another pen again.
The 13th amendment exception clause, and Biden’s ‘94 bill
ensure a system worth nothing but sickening disdain.
Drug possession the grist of the penitentiary mills.
Mass incarceration is our generation’s sin.
no money when you’re in, no money when you get out
no chance to improve or put up or show what you’re about.