Intro

I always wonder what they see when they look at me...

What it is about me, that makes them feel weak...

It's my strength

Verse 1

They harassing me for Black History

Askin’ me how I feel

About having 28 days for the 28 ways they gon’ ask if my hair is real

All they know about Black is we got our own crime

Yea they think them stats legit

Man, Black on Black so whack on whack. Who the fuck came up with that shit?

I guess Asian/Asian don’t work

White and white don’t stick

Or is Black on Black the only crime that stacks your odds in the race draft pick

"Slavery was over so long ago

And y’all still ain’t over it?"

We be leaching for the same rеason y’all still reaping the benеfits

400 years later but it’s still the same thing they just call it something a lil diff

Make the sentences a lil more stiff

Even if it’s just a lil tiff

Even if it’s just a little spliff

They gon’ lock ‘em up in the joint

And y’all still don’t know, why we want all the smoke

Let me clear the air on my point

Oh, but times have changed, you say

But how much when anybody can look around and see

The colour locked up ain’t the colour popped up out here sellin' vape pens, edibles and weed

All my brothers doing time just for dealin' all dem dimes

Now they seeing things are fine 'cause it’s no longer a crime

But if it’ll make em money then you know they’ll make the time

And as long as we ain’t equal they’ll be fine

HOOK

You don’t really care at all

You just want things the way they were

You believe if we don’t fall

Then there’s no way we can get hurt

But we’ve been pushed too long

They get mad when we get strong

Verse 2

God forbid I lose my mind, I might lose my life

To call for help, you know I tried, but they ain’t approach me right

They wanna buss down doors on site, I’m gonna grab my knife

They wanna taze me down & strike, that’s how they deal with crisis

Amongst my kind our cries go on silent

They don’t take time, we need help, we don’t need violence

The minds of my people ain’t no threat

One day they’re gonna pay for the disrespect

How come we can’t jog, or just sleep in our own bed?

Sell a few CD’s or a cheap pack of cigarettes?

Take our kids out to eat, or just tryna stop at a red?

A kid walking down the street, that don’t justify why he’s dead

It’s crazy folks don’t understand unless you flip the script

So for those who need scenarios, how bout you imagine this:

I just barged in to your house all unannounced, gun in the air, don’t say why I’m here, screaming get down, let some rounds out, now you’re gone & I’m on paid vacation. See what I’m saying?

HOOK

You don’t really care at all

You just want things the way they were

You believe if we don’t fall

Then there’s no way we can get hurt

But we’ve been pushed too long

They get mad when we get strong