Jon Hope - What Kind Of Art Is This? lyrics

What Kind of Art Is This? If I advance then the hood say I'm pompuses I want progresses not novices And the more I realize I want no parts of this But the problem is when I conquer this All I receive is a backhand compliment I do not fit all the stereotypes of this They say I speak so well being dark as this What Kind of Art Is This? My people cla**ify my speech as Caucasian-ist I am bothered this was never right with this ‘Cause I work too hard for my offices My diploma sits so high on my wall Next to my XXL and trophies from ball Don't ever put me inside a box as this Still that n***a? Or Uncle Thomases Chorus Something tells me that you think you know your sh** about me Cast your judgement I dont give a flying f** you doubt me Two lips on my a** (kiss) Two lips on my a** (kiss) Two lips on my a** (kiss) Two lips on my a** (kiss) What Kind of Art Is This? And how I reconcile in my heart with this? Where do I belong where's my spot in this? I wanna see new things and explore my gifts My suit and tie may only show that I am token But one simple mistake and I am outspoken I am done Black man who's labeled as thug Please keep your sweeping statements up under this rug So I ask what kind of art is this? I respectfully decline all your social scripts I ain't sign up for that role why do they exist? This smile up on my face doesn't show I am pissed Why do I get stares if a white girl that I kiss? So much more that I can say but I'm hoping you get the gist American made and built Ford tough You just color me bad when you paint with a broad brush Repeat Chorus This is your box you ain't you ain't going nowhere