They told me life would be heavenly

Once i got into those schools that they sellin me

Tellin me

Their boys in blue ain't the enemy

Felonies only for the dudes with penitentiary

Chances the devil dances

Or so they say

Anyway i bet her name is mary francis

She was walking to CVS--purse clutched

Now she regretting that she ain't go to church much

Cause she figures walking while white is a wager

Daydreams of being bodied by a black math major

Hm… maybe she calls it triggernometry

She knows he’s violent cus she see his physiology

And that ain't nothin but the truth

The blacker the berry the more vicious the brute

911 this man's acting erratically

Yes a young black male

I can’t say that emphatically

Enough we’ll come handle the kid callously

Calling this a medical response would be a fallacy

So mary francis call amanda

That's her sister from back in the day—she a gamma

Stammer on the phone she get her story straight

I don’t know but something about him made me feel unsafe

Wait

*gunshots*

The line coulda ended there like a caboose

But not all cops get lucky enough to shoot

Sometimes the Glock loses out to some fists

But a cop draws blood in the hood or the ritz

Beat your brother, kill your trans best friend, steal your kids

Lock up your dad a crime that he ain't even commit

You call it theft but that’s what private property is

And if you make it alive the final irony is:

Even if you graduate from three ivy leagues

In the end you’re still a nigga, with a bunch of degrees

Bleach the blood, put my brother on tv

Fuck the CPD