(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