(Verse 1)
Being black in America is so bittersweet
Unintentionally scaring the people that you meet
Cuz your hair has been twisted and knotted they a**ume
That you're and enemy Finna be trying to consume
People's souls and the soles of your shoes are really torn
Think you're poor and ignoring the fact that you were born
Of a middle-cla** father and mother who went
To college won't acknowledge that's there's another intent
Some of em want us gone, go back to Africa say
The racist people Saying head back to Africa slave
As if we all aren't immigrants as you would say
As if we all Aren't sinners that wait for the day
That Jesus will return and most of us might go to burn
Sad to say but read the bible perhaps you can learn
Cuz when the Devils here I'm thinking it could be too late
For you to get forgiveness for that old racist hate
(Verse 2)
Being black in America is so bittersweet
Unintentionally scaring the people that you meet
Cuz your hair has been twisted and knotted they a**ume
That you're and enemy Finna be trying to consume
But not everyone is racist in places I've been
There are people with white faces that try to defend
The minority rights and try to be on our side
Not ok to refuse a friendship because uh pride
The gold rule is simple treat how you wanna be treated
There are less of us we fight and we could be defeated
Fighting for equality cuz we need to be equal
Reparations are not needed that would be deceitful
God is looking down and sees us as one and the same
Color doesn't matter thinking you still could see flames
Work together maybe more of us could reach the goal
Think that up in heaven we'll all be colorless souls
(Verse 3)
Being black in America is so bittersweet
Unintentionally scaring the people that you meet
Cuz your hair has been twisted and knotted they a**ume
That you're and animal cannibal they're not making room
For us to stay in the country I go my own plan
Pack ya bags and come back with me to our homeland
Just a visit remind us all of our heritage
Comparing struggle see all our problems are relative
After time we watch observe and then soon we return
Keeping in our mind all of the things we have learned
What used to be bittersweet is now an opportunity
To reach and teach all the people our concerns
Stop fighting don't try to frighten the people here
Try enlightening and try to lighten the people's fears
Cuz when Jesus is here I'm thinking it could be too late
For you to be forgiven AFRICA HOMELAND THE PLACE