We are aliens immigrants and un wanted

A man like i
Needs convincing wether i should Live 
we're already my people and blood exist.
These voice that keeps 
Unloving and been consistent 
With keeping on his beautiful restrains.
So that in time it brakes my brain
On top of my already cloud in rain.
God made equal
Not a eagle and a seagull
But bird.
 choose your choice
But there's no better or worse
Get it straight it's about taste.
Let me tell you why i should Live here
Because I'm man and we're i stand is my land
And my words won't promise 
What my work and labor can accomplish.
Me doing what i know to do
Is the promise in how we update
And progress these nations 
Advancement.
We bring savings to the citizen's
Value to your market
 Food and drinks to your doorstep
We grow for your stomachs what you won't grow yourself 
We serve humanity.
And you disgustingly walk like
If its you we serve
Or if its you we bother to impress.
I'm a son of an immigrant because that's what your mouth sounds in flavors
But the truth is I'm all the things you are. 
These land we're stolen.
Children and women
Were rapped and wounded.
How can you call me a immigrant
When there's less of you 
And all are me.
When your ready too be a real man
I'll be here to welcome you
To what's really is a native of your country.
 Mr country man.