At least that’s what we refer to it as…
Iran
Where alliances are met
Where people don’t speak our native tongue
Where women are discriminated against,
As opposed to the blacks
Where freedom is hardly tolerated, much less accepted
Where the big city is misinterpreted to be slum and sand
Where civil beings are misinterpreted to be terrorists
So I guess that means my dad is one
Because that’s where he’s from
Well, I’m half of his identity
So I guess that means I should have an equal chance
To be picked to be stripped
By you sick assumptionists
“Just trying to do your job”
You call that an excuse?
We’re just victims of foreign suspicions
You unbelievable stereotype impressionists
Nothing but a faulty misconception