this song is for my mama this song is for you hey mr president tomorrow im paying my rent my fuel is runnin low and ive got places to go quit slowin me down can we talk about the education of our children a book is worth more than a bomb any day and remember ameri to africa who will bring the cure before its too late dont you see the hurt in their eyes so much disappointment in many faces use your heart and not your pride we cant go on and keep pretending please mr president wheres all the money you spent food is fallin low and they have nowhere to go quit slowin me down i ask you to have mercy on us father you think we know the rules by now we cant go starting wars with hearts of hatred our nation s greed wont make it better or quiet the fears in our hearts dont you see the hurt in their eyes so much disappointment in all of their faces use your heart and not your pride we cant go on and keep pretending o please mr president dear mr president i hope you got the letter i sent a dollar only goes so far and we need help here no matter who we are see we come from different worlds and different places until theres one great land one nation under god times are getting harder and we need you to be like moses and lead your people through please be careful be careful of what you do what you do1
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