TELLING IT HOW IT IS

I can't account for everyone that is my race.
I am barely making it on my own working at a steady pace.
To this flesh i don't want to be a waste.
I can't be who you want me to be, like a puzzle incomplete and a new piece you just paste.
I am me you can clone me but i won't be the same with my past being erased.
My past made me who i am, even though it was the hardest thing i ever faced.
Jobs don't want to hire ,so how else can we get paid.
When we do get the job we work our whole lives out for minimum wage.
I do what ever they ask of me for years and i still didn't get no raise.
A person not my race comes there works a month and he or she gets  shift leader ,a raise
and all the praise.
So this is the answer why we are dealers and the reason we act this way.
I believe slavery still exist but not just one race these days.
Maybe one day they might final see how they are doing us ,and give and ask can we forgive them and  not
 broadcast it out for attention like show biz.
I have no shame telling you the truth i am just telling you how it is.