Not your whore

Fetishise the poor
take what isn’t yours
gild the slums and whores
then say you want it more.
Fetishise poverty
make a smut film outta me
wear that Versace while
you drink that bubbly
then sing about the struggle
’bout smoking Marlboros
and over coming obstacles
like…
you were born a rich kid
now you a gangsters bitch and
yet you think you with it
man, you ain’t know shit ’bout that.
Fetishise the poor
turn the rich into something more
pretend they’re humans but adorned
better than that ghetto spawn
but they still have that safety net
there is no righteousness within
the upper class descends
into perverted embarrassment.

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