Marcus Goodine - BSM (Black Social Media) ft. Marry Cunningham Prod. Saxon lyrics

(verse 1) Kinship and alliances bond in light of this A chemical imbalance to set off the riot Plus an activist to hashtag an issue from a desktop Come to bat on the mobile apps Where structured mindsets fine line to attest bots The brain here is hard drive, where lithium and alkaline Are put in motion from the help of the active mind Regardless of the demographic, cuz your interaction with ignorant tactics Pretty much is the rise that was needed The yeast to a foe and reply you deleted/ you reap what you sow A loose string on the thread of the defeated The speed of the heart rate and it growth Has a hand in the balance when norepinephrines both A catalyst for activist, and a bu*ton or trigger to push or pull Yet scary to think that half of this is hazardous (chorus) Quite Night in the distance Stars in line and position All that I envision for No light in the distance Thoughts in mind of religion And thoughts in mind of my pigments gone Quite Night in the distance Stars in line and position All that I envision for No light in the distance Thoughts in mind of religion And thoughts in mind of my pigments, the b**hin' (verse 2) The appeal of the realization to give some The aim of the corner drunks vision An estimate to pump her bike tires and a cup of caffeine As she stumbles on the street towards her mission but cell phones They co*ked and ready, her heart is heavy, it's all so petty But good enough for vine She sips her wine all alone, she walks from home in search of cigarette Emotion runs deeper than the bottle so she forgets Where she is but all we see on Twitter feeds is her disease Emojis in a retweet are proof of tears from laughter But the tears on her cheeks dont seem to matter But she's a star for the world on the world star Where the mentally challenged and other girls are Pretty faces from a face lift, big titties and a**es, all fake sh** The mentally disabled with the mind of kid All exploited for some likes and comments From the bus to the streets and other places that they live By the n***as filming it with not one f** to give, uh Black face, black cases Black lives that matter but so tasteless We're black queens, black Kings With black hearts from black hatred (repeat chorus)