Inspired by the bleakness of the employment outlook due 2 Bush's presidency & his decisions of allowing illegal immigrants 2 stay & work as more of AmeriKKKa's citizens are counted out of the game. What's up young brother, how U feelin'? Me, I'm just chillin', Playin' the hand that life's been dealin'... It hasn't been a good game 4 me, but I'm still in. Sometimes I feel like stealin' chips, but then I rethink my gameplan & put on my poker face. Hopin' fate will get on my side 1 time & bluff 'em outta they're game. I'm scared but remain seated with the big wigs wipin their sweat. I get my bet on the table & hope they fold... Wonderin' if the doubt behind my eyes show... I've been playin' this game since I was a youngin', so my skills are solid. I count cards & if I get the one I like, I mark it... I haven't been caught yet. I'm not the smartest but my mind has gotten me this far. I play how they play in appearance, but I gotta switch cards with the ones up my sleeve. Cuz they're out 2 deliver my defeat. But I still have my seat at they're table & it's starting 2 look promising. "I'm A Survivor" is the song I sing as others begin 2 leave. But I refuse 2 lose.