LED lights flicker on the border wall, Budget signs glow in the Senate hall Somewhere, someone writes another rule To turn a family into a “case,” and call that “law" I don’t hate the people, I hate the machine, The fear they manufacture, the spaces in between If justice is a promise, then tell me where it stands Draw a line, draw a line, draw a line in the sand Yeah Break the silence, break the cycle, Break the script they keep recycled Say it loud, no more denial: “Fuck ICE,” it’s survival They militarized the border like a profit plan, Privatized the cages—yo, they bill it by the man Appropriations in the billions since 2003, But somehow “security” never sets anyone free DHS was built in a panic, post-9/11, Fear so thick, every lawmaker thought it was heaven Merged twenty-two agencies with barely a vision, Gave the green light to detention, deportation, division Now you got raids at dawn, kids in cold rooms, People waiting years just to watch their lives resume And every election cycle when the polls look tight, They weaponize the narrative to push more “fight" That ain’t public safety; that’s political theater Feeding on trauma ‘cause the truth hits sweeter If justice is blind then who’s writing the script? When “illegality” is just a line someone flipped I’m tired of pretending cruelty is fate, Or that borders are natural, or humanity can wait They say, “It’s complicated,” yeah, no doubt But compassion ain’t complicated, it’s the easiest route I don’t hate the people, I hate the machine The fear they manufacture, the spaces in between If justice is a promise, then tell me where it stands Draw a line, draw a line, draw a line in the sand Yeah Break the silence, break the cycle Break the script they keep recycled Say it loud, no more denial: “Fuck ICE,” it’s survival Listen Enforcement without reform? That’s a rigged equation Congress gridlocked through every generation Laws decades old, updated never Yet we treat desperation like a national endeavor Visa caps frozen from the ‘90s days But the workforce needs people and the chamber says “yay" Still ICE gets funded like a runaway train, While legal pathways bottleneck and buckle in pain They target people with no criminal past Not “dangerous threats,” just quotas to meet fast Analytics show the majority detained Are workers, parents, loved ones chained And look Agents ain’t demons, they’re stuck in the gears Working in a system built on profit and fear But a machine can be shut down, redesigned, rebuilt Accountability’s not hatred, it’s confronting the guilt No more raids for ratings No more fear for votes No more trauma traded In the name of law that chokes Policy is power, Power needs a choice If silence is compliance, Then I’m choosing my voice I don’t hate the people, I hate the machine The fear they manufacture, the spaces in between If justice is a promise, then tell me where it stands Draw a line, draw a line, draw a line in the sand Yeah Break the silence, break the cycle Break the script they keep recycled Say it loud, no more denial: “Fuck ICE,” it’s survival Laws can change Systems can bend Cruelty breaks But people transcend
