Wake Up Mr. West (In His Own Words)

An explanation of Kanye’s recent political developments though his own lyrics

I’m so appalled. Spalding Ball. Balding Donald Trump taking dollars from y’all

We at war with terrorism, racism, but most of all we at war with ourselves

God-how could you let this happen, happen, happen, happen, happen, happen?

Getting choked by detectives yeah, yeah, now check the method
They be asking us questions, harass, and arrest us

Like [his] grandfather who took [his] momma
Made her sit in that seat where white folks ain’t want us to eat
At the tender age of 6 she was arrested for the sit in
And with that in [his] blood [he] was born to be different

Malcolm West had the whole nation standing at attention

First [you] had they ear, now [you] have their heart

I seen him put it together watched him take it apart

But Damn, is he really that caught up?

If [he] gon’ pull through, we gon’ find out soon
But right now [he] asleep, sleep, sleep

[John Legend] tried to talk some sense in him
30 minutes later sein’ there’s no convincin’ him
What more could you ask for? The international asshole

You can’t say shit to Kanye West no more

Cause dreams of being ‘Hova went from being a brokeman to a being a dopeman
To being the President look there’s hope man

Because ever since Trump won, it proved [he] could be President

But Racism still alive, they just be concealin’ it
I know they don’t want [him] in the damn club

Except when some black people walk in
I bet they show off their token blackie
Oh, now they love Kanye, let’s put him all in the front of the store

It seems [he] living the american dream
But the people highest up got the lowest self esteem
The prettiest people do the ugliest things
For the road to riches and diamond rings
And for that paper, look how low [he] a’stoop
Even if [he] in a Benz, [he] still a nigga in a coupe