You call me a sellout!
Why? Because I speak properly.
Because I like to read so I can grow my mind and vocabulary.
And not put poison in my body that we can easily buy off the street.
You call me a sellout.
Because I would rather become an educated man.
Then some little boy carrying a gun to hurt people.
I’m a sellout.
Because I don’t want to go to jail.
Don’t want to be in an early grave.
I rather die with a book in my hand.
Then to die with ignorance.
So, I’m sorry if I’m a “sellout.”
But unfortunately for you, life has no return policy.
And me with no receipt, so, you’ll have to take me as is.
But I will say this though. This was the best purchase I made in my life.
And I have no plans to return the product.