So many spirits engraved in a gravestone and I'm hoping that I ain't slayed as a token of my estate It's kind of nice Knowin' that we fightin' for our rights We try to rise, but whats "human beings"? The mere price is held in eye of beholder The shooter was never s'posed to go shoot you 911 "Serve and protect" us... Or did we lose 'em? Wakin' around dawn Like 6:30 in the mawn' & I yawn, open my palm and reach for TV controller, I hold it... For a second, before it becomes a weapon to piece together my mind to make enemies of my brethren Until the channels flickin', beginning at CNN, and I see confederate flags still pushin' against the wind How I'm s'posed to feel when they street sweepin' my kin off, beat the case and go dip off, never be seen again Lil' ghetto boy, could be any one of my friends, I first started to notice sh** was real awkward at age of 10 Skin was different, but we related We all children of somethin', somehow we've been created May never know how it happened, but all that sh**'s a distraction This world could blow any moment, so whats it even matter? They hate to see us gather My skin was kinda' light They said "You kinda' white." Replied "Hispanic," reached out to go shake his hand and I added on that I ain't "have a touch of white at all, yeah, we from round the same way, so we cut from the same cloth," And from that day on My army of brothers became strong Same n***as I could relate to, I started to notice hate through I wondered right an innocent age, and realized when I moved into a place thats predominantly caucasian Stepped in a cla**room, they was doin' multiplication I ain't learn it back home, so the sh** had me kinda phased And I stared at the sea of white kids peerin' back through my face, waitin' for me to speak a word, I ain't have nothin to say Who was I to relate? I was used to seein' struggle All these kids knew was money All I learned was to hustle All they had on they mind was how they was gon' catch the busses All I had on my mind was seein' me becomin' somethin' of self I found currency was nothin' to wealth I found treatin' others equally did nothin' but help Until I observed the same word I used with my friends Be used with a hard "E-R," beginnin' with "N" As a way to contort a mind, to spark rage at a shorter time
Seen a smirk right across the mouth of some friends that I thought was mine Even seen it from people I'm 'sposed to call if I'm dyin' The same teachers that taught me to read novels and write And this when the shift in the paradigm began to evoke Same time I started to articulate when i spoke Same time I looked to God, and I prayed, and I hoped for a better day, and I woke to the same pain in result Almost my life time combined, and we still in the same boat Even lived to see the day we was visited by the Pope Even the hand of God layin' right in the face of all couldn't show us the right from wrong, we still losin' lives to the law Started off hittin' us hard with Trayvon Mourn for a couple weeks, and we ready and movin' on And even some of these cases, I never seen a response And I still wonder what actually happened to Kendrick Johnson And I seen Eric Garner, seen Sandra Bland Seen innocent k**ings captured right within the palm of our hands Yeah, these smartphones could bring damage Brain damage, we keepin' the same habits with social media, TV channels... So that same mornin', palm of my hand I closed the remote tight 'til my knuckles had turned white Threw it hard as I could at the television, and all that "confederate" vision had blown out, blink of an eye Sat for a second thinkin' "We could change if we want Be the change that we want, stop bein' slaves to the norm." (Breathe) We turned that BET up off the TV screen, these Black Lives Matter, not for "Entertainment," we make it happen A silhouette A hoodie and padded vest: We gather amongst the calvary here to survive against The status they locked us into, the standard we've had to set We feed off the finances they clap for and probably get They just want us rappin' Singin' and dancin' Basketball playin' My life ain't your entertainment, my name ain't "Ursher Raymond" They just waitin' for us to slip up when we hurt and angered They bankin' off of our headline controversial statements This where I draw the line: We could die any day We all live a struggle We all tryin' to make a way We all gon' be equal right at that moment we hit the grave So what kind of legacy you gon' leave when your name engraved? We all the same