Moving's not natural,
Rather than uproot and change locations,
We hope for upheaval,
That opportunities will get better,
That other people change,
In the thick of Chicago violence,
You're walking through the fields of a gun range,
But where can you go that will be safer?
If not death, then hardship.
If you think you're free to find a new place,
Go try to take that trip,
You'll find the same,
Wherever you may go,
There's an invisible tunnel we walk,
Keeping the rich with rich and poor with poor.
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