Jailer

Am in chains you’re in chains too I wear uniforms, you wear uniforms too Am a prisoner, you’re a prisoner too Mr Jailer

I have fears you have fear too I will die, you sef go die too Life is beautiful don’t you think so too Mr Jailer

Am talking to you jailer Stop calling me a prisoner Let he who is without sin- Be the first to cast the stone Mr Jailer

You suppress all my strategy You oppress every part of me What you don’t know, you’re a victim too Mr Jailer

You don’t care about my point of view If I die another will work for you So you threat me like a modern slave Mr Jailer

You don’t care about my point of view If I die another will work for you So you threat me like a modern slave Mr Jailer

If you walking in a market place Don’t throw stones Even if you do you just might hit One of your own Life is not about your policies All the time So you better rearrange your Philosophies and be good to your fellow man jailer

I hear my baby say I wan be president I wan chop money From my government What he don’t know Be say Mr Jailer

She is talking about our businesses, government, laws, and policies.

Her prison is her cubical, her jailer is her boss

• She doesn't understand how this came to be, feeling like she is less than another human who's not much different from her. Since they work in the same place, wear the same attire. she knows they are in the same prison to begin with, its their job.

"i have fears...you die too." - talks about how human they both are not much different

Than she talks about how she is being suppressed by her boss, but he is being suppressed too and then she warns her boss not too treat everyone the same. In due time someone else who is greater than him/her will come by and do the same to him.

Then she is talking about her baby wanting to be president. She is referring that the ultimate suppressor is the government.