The dim light
On the pyramid hill
Casting shadows
Cascading steps
The echo on the ground
The toxic words ring out loud
The man on the pyramid hill
He thinks of one race track
The right guard at the door
Trying his best to stop the rot
Delivering his best line to bolt
Stopping the constant toxic words
Sadly the left guard leaves the door
Wide open for the bad wind to whisper
Into the pyramid hill of tone deaf man
He thinks he can control what he wants
In the scheme of events
Badly he executed it with his actions and words
Leaving his supporters hiding out in shame
The multi-racial party supporting a race
The dim light
The man should realize
It isn't going to help him
Galloping towards his goals in life
Don't play the 2R game
If he wants to stay relevant
His latest game of play
He makes it bad by his word
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