I keep telling myself I haven't changed
A story I tell myself to go to bed.
I can't argue with the thoughts inside my head,

Why?

Well, they're making sense.

The numbers keep adding up
I'm told to ignore that stuff
Instead,
I'm all ears in
listening to every thought
Getting stuck with
mood swings
Trust issues and stomach grunts,
Waking up late at night coz of tummy knots and voices that like talk alot.

I'd ask God for help but my faith is gone
replaced with everything
I think is wrong,
still I'll play along,
With a pacey song
I keep alot of thoughts that don't belong
Holding onto pain won't make you strong!
they also say
what doesn't **** you makes you stronger.
Sooo,
I'll just try a little longer to convince myself I didn't cuff and imprison my mental health in a shattered hell with a different type of kind that's
unhinged..
unwell,
blinded by beliefs of fairytales
Thinking that the peace means all ends well.

Sacrifices first!

Then we shall..

See
the
peace
Prevail

He looked up with a tear in his eye
asking why,
as we often do when facing a moment of hardship.
He wanted to know why he was
the way he is,
what was the purpose?
Why would the lord allow him
to see the thoughts of others
To sense the presence of evil.
Yet having the inability to do anything
With it because if he expresses his
gift/cursed; If he were to let anyone know, they would leave. He knows this to be true, for he has tried to befriend those who knew and they would only wander further away from his grace.

Therefore he asks,

Why?
So many negative thoughts
So much hate so much anger
A relentless amount of sadness
Shielded by a great wall of pride.

Why show a man everything.

Why give a man a shield with no sword and throw him against fierce dragons that breath fire, why let a man be haunted with the visions he sees in the minds of all others..

What purpose does this serve him
what lesson is there to be learned.
How could he ever keep those thoughts at bay.

He would tried everything
even if it meant it had to be done in sin,
the man was overwhelmed with this gift.
He felt the thoughts becoming his own, his heart was now tainted he could feel the black stain that had taken refuge inside.
All he truly wanted was peace of mind,
The hardest thing to find in this plain and he knows it to be true for he has seen the thoughts of so many surely it was plenty, He has yet to find a mind filled with peace, even those who praise God and speak on his behalf raising certainties out of despair and telling us the voice in the sky cares,
even those poor beaten souls had darkness surrounding their weak feeble minds
How can a man born into sin forged by sin only to be raised by sin surrounded by sin everyday, how can this man overcome the demons
how can he overcome the voices
how can he be the pillar that the lord expects him to be..
His counsel never sought
his appeal full of rot
Can the lord honestly say
it's the man who forgot..

Of course, see in his mind in his grace he sees a planet full of free will
a planet filled with everything we could possibly need a planet that was made for those who fought bravely in the holy grail war a planet for everyone to be humble...

He didn't except the free will to be used the way it has been used for centuries only to satisfy your own selfish needs only to help you get to where you need.

We all have a conscious that tells us it's wrong, why do it
We all have a conscious that tells us when someone is need of a hug,
You don't do it why

We all have a conscious that let's us see as clear as day and as bright as the sun the pain our words can cause the recieving end
why'd you say that?

Why allow rage to overcome common sense, where does it end.

Tell me does treating other people poorly really help you sleep at night does it give you any type of inner peace does it bring the lord closer to your heart? Or does it only fuel the hate that spreads like a blaze out in a dry forest
Where beauty once laid

You can be as appealing to world
as you think you should
follow everything that's publicize by fake news let the celebrities tell you
What to do, only to be left empty
Searching for a way to find that missing mood
you'll see the clues you'll know exactly what you need to do.
But you never do
Why force yourself to live
with ill contempt
allow yourself to give in with no consent
allow yourself to lose the closes friends
Was your pride really more important than all of them
Why allow yourself to wake only to think "Yup this is it".

This isn't how it was intended

Why do you keep pretending

Preventing any help that's ever offered

from taking a step in

Is pride really worth all of it
Is pride really worth losing it
Your own self esteem and confidence
If You think you're confident
you're not
you're just ignorant
living thinking that you know everything
You don't even know how to live

This

Is

Not

The

End

Y'all don't know the pain I've been thru all the **** I went thru would change you and make you just hate you

When you hate yourself ain't nothing the world can do
to break you
And to break through
trust
no one can help you
Its up to you to make moves
Up to you to make do

Up to you to break through
One wrong move
and you're left in the same ol loop
Looking in the mirror like
What the ****
I do

Questions never answered
You think you should cancel
Yourself,
not really thinking bout
nobody else
Its a pain unlike anything else
when you feel you're all by yourself
And nobody else understands
of your hell

Or maybe you never tell
So you're sitting in a well
Hoping all gets well
Surrounded by the feelings that put you there

Nothing else..

The darkness overwhelms
Overwhelmed you decided **** it life is hell
So you never share how you really feel and that's a raw deal
those emotions will build up,
and you will be stuck,

only way to heal is if you speak up
get a hug find some love
if you ain't finding none
change it up same routine will leave you stuck in a rut,
changed it up.

Meet someone save someone
You never know who has a loaded gun
Pointed up to there chin
Cause they think that their life *****
Open up before its too late for anyone to show up
you don't want them showing up on rainy day looking glum because they didn't get the chance to save someone they truly loved,

at the end of the day,
we all have someone
who would listen up so hit em up before pain keeps you stuck with the thought of giving up.
Don't give up

Terrorized with what you see
in your eyes
no surprise
It's why you hate your life all the timeeeeeee!!!
All the timeeeee!!!
All the timeeeee!
Why you hate yo life
All the timeeeee?
You can change and be alrighttt..
With yo lifee
with yo lifee
just change yo life
You'll be alright,
You gotta
gotta
gotta
take a step
Don't look back,
No Regrets
Don't forget
Be the threat
Make them sweat
Be the jet
Close the set
No reset
Better than what you were,
Now reflect.

this the time for change
breaks those chains,
what is shame?
show them pain
show them everything no restraints
I'ma pour out my brains

No heart?
it's strange.

been like that since day one,

One day!

I'ma have money saved up
I'ma buy luxury items
I'ma be called King
Amongst other things
I'ma make my family filthy rich
No one will ever have to work for ****..

This is the dream
I am the key
the door is right in front of me
so what will it be,
My hand is trembling
An addicts worst bestfriend.
More scared than I've ever been
Fear means something is differ-rent
Cause we fear the differ-rence
lost in a comfort bubble of giving in..
I'm done giving up
Cement hasn't hardened
who's stuck?
The glue hasn't dried
So run
Just run
runnn run!

Everytime my emotions build up
inside of me I would run until everything was hurting me
til I got the side pain
I exploited it
I used that pain
to get away from the heartache..
We all find a way
I don't ever wanna hear you say
you can't change.

I can hear the souls cry as they sail thru hells creek
They talk of a language that we do not speak
For the sins they've done that cannot be forgiven
The demons torture them if they keep on living and
If they die and pass away
The tortures worse I hear them say
A pain so bad it cannot be explained
Just the thought of it could damage the brain
Their chambers dark hollow and small
To get in and out they had to crawl
Their chest against the fiery floor
They'll beg and cry they can't take no more
But the more they beg the more they give
An eternity in hell you will live.

If you are to sin this is your fate,
But
to repent is never too late.

My heart will bleed the ink I need
to help me write the words I plead

To plant a thought is a like a seed
nourishment will make a tree

But will it rise above the sea
Gallantly viewing the scenes

Or will it crash against the land
Swept by waves beneath the sand

It's depressing
to live in a world that's broken
and infected with so much hatrid

Broken arms
Broken legs
Used to have a mark around my neck
You don't know what it's like
to be close to death,
He took my breath
All this water starting coming in
He's my bestest friend.
There's no pretend
He wants me dead...
It's been like that since I was born
(My mom told me the doc almost dropped me on the floor.)
So I'm not just saying it
to say it I mean it when I say it,
Death has been the closes friend
From beginning to my end.
He's always there just waiting
In anticipation I'm pretty sure he's anxious, an ancient soul with more patience and only one goal.

Tenacious, so I won't let go
There's more, so much more
Yes so much more.
So many things I haven't seen before
So many flavors that never touch my tounge, I want it all,
every feeling that touches our skin,
I wanna experience everything
before I ever loosen my grip
Before I take that single breath
Before I lose the spirit we have within
I want see it
Touch it
Smell it
Taste it
And live it all
Death can keep calling but I'm not ready to take that call.
Never have I ever
Is something I never ever wanna say
I want stories I can tell for days
I want passionate moments with truth in them.
I want to much to write down,
But I don't ever want to die, now.
Cause I've already drowned,
only darkness stood around.
When the bump of my heart stopped it's pound.
It wasn't the first time either cause before that I stopped breathing
bad fever.
Even then darkness stood all around
No sense of touch,
thoughts or a single sound...

I'm that one family member everyones worried about, that one person that can make you smile but doesnt ever smile when he comes around.

I grew up around violence and bad things,
Blood gushing,
broken bones.
People screaming out for help
I swear that is was hell,
But, it also felt like home
it's the place I like to go when I'm alone
All the sins I've done
I should atone
Never will, that's a nope.
Why ask for forgiveness,
when it's never that authentic, no!
When they say that they accept it, soooo.
I rather let my soul just rot with all the thoughts I got about the things I did as a younger kid,
cause I'm still a kid only difference is my age is different but inside I'm still a kid hoping maybe this is it maybe this is the one way to release.
If I ask for forgiveness,
you'd say yes but your eyes don't agree.

I can see they don't agree
I can see they don't like me
I can see it's not the same

I've caused alot pain
Never sat down to explain
Never said,
I'm sorry to your face
Just a text or post,
your reply,
always the same
something,
like it's ok.
It's just a phase we'll make it past this.
It's just the day,
I'm not to certain
When that will be.
But I promise it'll be
just like the old times you and me,
me and you us together stuck like glue
I know that's corny that's the old me you don't see,
You're focused on the misery
all my trickery,
our old history
to solve this injury now that's the mystery,
I'll get all jittery
I'll never have this victory!
Tell me it's not witchery
When you lose your family
Cuz of something bad you did,
They can't forgive even tho they say they did
their eyes speak differently,
It's something you can see
You can't hear it with your ears
Trust your senses,
they are clear...
That family isn't here
They disappeared,
I'll show no tears
even if it means for years
Just know the day we reunite
We'll have a couple beers
have some cheers..
hopefully then..
They are real.

What's the price you're willing to pay for some love,
I've seen many
who give way to much
and don't receive quiet enough.
Is it worth the price they rung up?

Took me a while to get my head straight,
Took all my smiles to soften
hate traits
People think they know who I am,

Great.

Lost myself in one of the characters I play
I played my part,
I thought it art
I thought I know
What,
Who I are.

Who I am
is far from the truth
It'll probably leave you spooked
If you knew all the bad I really do.

Exclusive news hit
Illusive rude kid
Big heart small chest
Reclusive living

-I am intrusive, abrasive, irritating, hilarious, illogical, inconsistent, unpredictable, and one hell of a writer

That last part I didn't write tho.
Plagiarism off of rhyme zone
My algorithm would leave you mind blown
I'm not made the same as mankind,

no...

God talks to me
sometimes I don't listen
It's haunting me
This life that I'm living
God promised me,

I was meant to be different
I am way too forgiving
I imagine alot of killing
I'ma pray God is willing
To save me from this moment
Cause I might just do it
Been lost in my smoking
When the gun starts going

Who's to say,

where the wind might blow it.

You can't stop what I've set in motion
I'm too focused,
might do something accidentally
on purpose...
spike your punch drink
Wait for you to swallow
every droplet.
Then I'll let you know what I did
As your face glows with anger those effects
they will hit.
It's no secret I'm a danger
Been that way since
I was lil kid..
Choke you out
while screaming biih!

Little ******,
But a pyscho on the down low
My whole family always said
visit the doctor,
I would always reply
something like,
um hell no!
They could see all the head trouble
Even tried those pill bottles
Every month in the hospital
Doc's talking to me real
niiiccce and sloooow,
Trying to see if I need any medical
Again I'd scream
Hell no
Only thing I need is that medicinal!

I'd grab his lab coat
No!
I'd grab the stethoscope
Pull him in
Let him know
I'm broken
From head to toe
fractured bones
Child services basically
lived at home,
I hear an imaginary metronome
Late at night I see shadowmen
dancing to the toon.
wait no I mean tone.
or is it tune
I'm in love with the moon
I don't let my tounge touch the spoon,
Why are you looking at me like a lune
Do I look luney?
Don't treat me poorly
I promise only I can hurt me
You might just fuse my angry,

Ohh
seems I squeeze too tight he lost air
I might as well let him go
Pat him down
sit him up
Look at him like,

Hmmm there.

Walk out, then go back in a few weeks with another hair fracture
Hospitals like,
we're running out of doctors
It's this little *******
he keeps saying it was accidental...

Prescribe stronger medicine
the one he's on is weak..

One would scream,
Someone hold this kid
While the other run up like
Here a syringe

*Wait no I'm sorry
I promisssse shhhhit....

Eyes dropped back
Mind got trapped, in a place.
you wouldn't be able to escape
To weak I would say.
Even so
I grew up great
nothing can get in my way.

From my angle
I'm an angel
with a broken halo,
The world focuses on the negative
Like black and grey pics
that haven't been developed,
you know those little strips.
That you save saying one day you'll go to Walgreens photo booth and process them,
but you never do
they just sit there getting old,
Yeah those.

I hope acting cold
makes you feel at home
I hope you get everything you deserve
I hope you try to stop what I've set in motion sooooo........

well you know.

All I wanna do is be a great artist to take care of those who took care of me to repay every moment of gratitude and appreciation I have experienced and turn it into an experience we can all share together..
This is the goal the price of a soul
I'll let it go to watch you all grow you'll tell me no but the candles been blown.

A true artist understands that world is black and grey filled with hate that we underrate,
yet we overestimate the grace that's in our face.
We think it not
then lose our place
to blame others for our mistakes.
So yes
I'll write
then I'll paint
a stroke of pens will lead my way.

What's happened to us
We've been falling apart
We used to be like a door and a ****
A curtain and rod
like wine and some cheese
or chips with the dip
Us together,
the perfect of fits.

I used to be a kid with nothing
Living in the suburbs
Never using curse words
Then I lost something,
They say,
it's God given.
This spirit,
that lives within
Which is now a grown kid,
Adult with no super vision given.

Yah don't know what this pain is like
When you lose your mind
and it's hard to find
A way to escape
too much **** in the way,

no strength or will left to fight

Imma say I'm ok.

Even tho that's a lie

But I know you don't care

Bcoz if you did
you would ask more details,

You just believe what ever I tell.

I could probably say something

Like

I'm living in wealth
I'm drinking
Hennessy paradis
For
breakfast, lunch, dinner

I'm wiping my *** with gold toilet paper hanebisho

it's expensive as hell

I have 10 language teachers
All females,

they all look fine as hell

I have 20 cars and three mansions
With butlers
and maids
and sweet gadgets!

I have every thing you ever wanted,
All folded inside my little pocket
And you'll never touch it

It's too close to my ****..

In reality
I don't got ****
I'm sitting in a boat
it's named Depressed
The people who run this ship
All gave in
Then quit
With a rope or a gun
Or,
even a slit.

I remember the time
I hung by my neck,

I didn't give in,

I kicked then I swinged
orrrrrr
maybe I'm dead?

Maybe that's why it all feels like nothing is right in my head

Maybe I died

Maybe my family walked in that room
And then they all cried,

As my body hung there with no sign of my life


Maybe this is all a weird dream
If you pinch me
I'll scream.

If you kick me I'll grunt

I was built to show love

I was taught to show hate

From the moment I opened my eyes
I have felt out of place,


But I promise

I am ok

I swear it

I am ok

Don't sweat it

I am ok

Forget it

I am ok

Don't worry about what anyone says

I promise

I am ok

Okkkk

Now
everyday might seem a little gray,

But I found a way
to stay out that shady lane

To stop myself from going insane

To stop these thoughts who think of revenge

To stop the urge of killing my friends

For all the gossip,
That I think they're talking

To stop this paranoia and anxiety
From taking over my body

To stop being annoying all the time with

ADHD cuz they think I'm a crack head

I'm skinny

I'm Super,
*******

I go from being mad
to alright
in seconds it's madness

I might be Bipolar
Don't know if I have it
Being in a rage
Has become habit

No one has told me to stop it

No one has told me they'll help me

No one has stretched out their arm yet.


I swear that,

they feel uncomfortable
When you tell them what's really wrong with you
they'll look at you in a different view
Only hit you up when they're bored in their little room from their cellphone,

Like

'Hey how are you.

I'm fine

'Yeah me too

Anything new

'Nope same old same old.

And that's how it goes

The same old

lame o

It's a shame to show pain,

NO
NO NO NO..

That's the only way to be saved
To avoid an early grave
You gotta show all your pain
Then explain
with a chart,

shaped like a black heart
Why you feel this way,

That way no one feels,

they're to blame

when you decide to
blow out your ******* brains

I am not ok!
I am not ok!
I am not ok!

But I promise

That I'm fine
I'm alright
Don't worry about me all the time!!!

I'm ok

I swear it

I am ok

Don't sweat it

I am ok

Forget it

I am ok

Don't worry about what anyone says

I promise

I am ok....




Ok

My destiny is to be a writer
and
share my misery on an online blogger

One day you'll understand why
As we both cry

The only way to start a new,
is to let go of stuff you knew.
Let your mind go find
the bestest way to make you fly.

They can't control how you live
only you do
They can't control how you think
Only you do
they may control our emotions
and
cause tearing moments
but karma is a B
they'll get what they're deserving!!

What ever happened to that drug selling music
everyone out here's using
Abusing themselves
Accusing the wealth
A noose shows us hell
A booth doesn't help
Go on talk to yoself
Invest in yo health
Think about nobody else

Be selfish or end up helpless
Think,
what is best
for the person who reflects.
Picture the image you expect
No one wants to die with regrets
No one wants to say/think they didn't try their best as they take that single last breathe
I know every addict as this thought,

what if
I never started using this ****.

To understand why a man is damaged
you must first understand
the situation he was handed

I heard growing teaches you
how others feel
I hope it's real
cuz this pain I can not deal
with,
it's too intense
It takes my breath
I'm close to death
It leaves me gasping,
With a pain in chest
My deepest depth
Is like I lost you
But.
You aren't dead
We're just living seperate
With thoughts and memories
we can't forget
I hope you think as much of them
As I do now,
it's no pretend
When you miss someone.
you spent,
your days loving
Holding them,
in the back
of your head
Like a shrine of- remembrance
Remembering
is the thing that hurts most,
it hurts to hurt
I hate to hurt..
broken wing
on a little bird,
I'm that little bird!
the wings a metaphor
My heart's what's really sore!
What's worst is you're the source
Still I want you back of course
Isn't that what love is for.

All this cause acceptance
has never been accepting
he feels it's something he ain't never getting
rejection has been his best friend
Since his first steps
It'll be that way til his deathbed doesn't matter what he thinks when he's close to brink
and the stench of death starts to stink
When his eyes stop the blink
And his mom or dad walks in
To see their kid
With a rope knotted
tight around his neck
His last thoughts it's no guess..


Why couldn't I be accepted?

I remember the first time I saw the shadow of smoke

I stood in a playpen

while the adults made jokes

They laughed so strangely

With coughing involved

I wondered vaguely.

The fun in it all

The second time I saw the shadow of smoke

I think I was,
about nine years old

As I walked down a big ol hill,

A motor bike flew by
the man was killed.

The passersby gasped and yelled

Broken pieces were every where

But my eyes would only stare at the  shadow smoke that lingered there.

It had such a glimmer without the glare..

The way it danced and swayed with air

How it grew,
unfurled
without a care..

A devastating loss, yes.
Life is unfair.

The third time I saw the shadow of smoke

I was playing outside,
Oh the teenage life

We thought we knew it all
We were always right...

These wires sparked!
They hit a tree,
stuck on the bark

With a little breeze,
it was fall,
so dried out leaves

The sight was something I couldn't leave
Even tho my younger brother pulled on my sleeve..

It was our fault the shadow smoke lost control,

But I wanted to watch the glory glow.

The fourth time I saw the shadow of smoke,

It was pretty late I was out at work

The type of job where the boss is a ****,

We all had bills, a salty perk.

The day was gloomy dark filled with danger

Yet I knew,
I was no stranger..

Offered by the hand of another man

There it was,

the creator

that leaves us dammed.

Rather than deny the holy lie

I puckered my lips and let it inside.

A harsh yet soothing taste
a cough,
with a red face.
They laughed, like it's a game.

So I locked them up and walked away

I could hear them screaming my name

So I looked back at my display,
The world will finaly know my rage,
Is what I thought with a hateful gaze.

For I had locked 5 people in,

The shadow smoke,


would soon begin.

Only you can save you
Reshape you
To get through
All these life loops
All the hula hoop
This life cycles
You can try to run,
It's all circles
Tight ropes
Without a net to catch you.
Teach yourself to fly
No one else will teach it right.

Nothings ever been a little simple, no.
No signal shown to lead me in right direction, where should I go?

If the winds could carry me
I'd ask them to take me high so I'd feel free

If the waves could give me breath
I would swim to the deepest depth

If a tree had a soul
I'd asked it to help me grow

If a dog had a voice
I'd ask it to show me joy

If a cloud could hold my weight

I would steal the stars and make a wish every single day

If my heart would never break

Then
I wouldn't need a star to wish the pain away
I wouldn't wish that I could fly
or swim down to the deepest depth
far away from any noise or ignorance
I wouldn't look at the dogs wishing I could live so free and joyful just like them
I wouldn't need a tree to help my soul grow nice a beautiful.

If my heart would never break

What if

My perception of perfection has changed since my adolescent age
least now I know why all the rage takes place,

It's because the way I was raised

I'll pay the price
So that you may live a good life

I've been a serpent
Waking up now to cause some torment,
I've been dormant
waiting for the perfect moment
Look at me
I managed growing
The path I walked would leave you damaged
hopeless.

I look around and notice
I can create savage moments
Jars full of secrets
I have a list of people who love me
but hate to know it
They hate to show it
I'll probably die by the hand of someone I grew up knowing
I've done a lot of things
I knew I shouldn't
only to turn around to say,
no I didn't.

It's not ok,

To keep myself hidden.
I'm stepping out to the open
Let yah know

I'm a demon
A bad omen

Honestly,

I rather die young then grow
to be some old man
weak from cold wind
with shakey hands
His knees can't hold him

I love to walk,

If I'm not killed
I'll take my own then
It's ok,
remember
reflect
Then judge
friends.

It's no pretend
I've been an *******
Yet loveable
attainable for favors
the clown in the room
I ain't never been a hater,
I ain't never changed behavior.
Growing means you learn from the mistakes you make,
no?


Don't confuse my anger or attitude
With a reflection
of what you would do,
I am not you.  
Nor will I ever want to be
I'm a prodigy
One of a kind that you'll see

We're all going down to hell
I'll dwell in the well
with the ring
2002
20--12
coming soon.

I've adopted these feelings of doubt
Without notice it entered my house
Unloaded its baggage right on my couch my pillow the shower every spot of my house was invaded,

On my couch I used to relax and watch TV
Now the shows are a shadow reminder for me
When I laid my head to sleep at night
It used to be a wonderful sight
But now my pillow feels like a brick
my bed like sand every feelings an itch
My shower would be where I'd wash all away
Now just like my soap the stench lingers all day
This feeling of doubt keeps pressing me down
Id say im fine but im still trying to figure things out.

Its kinda strange, isn't it
To behave a certain way coz of pigment
Like our skin gives fulfillment
Or the right to place judgment

Yeah, he never struggled in life he actually loves it

All his bills paid on time
Not a single misdemeanor or a crime
He never had to think twice
Before making a choice
That could change lives
Is it really coz those blue eyes

Mines are brown like mud pies

He never had to be afraid in the daytime
But when the sunsets
Thats when they call us a dark threat,

I saw my brother get arrested over nothing
Just coz he was running in the projects
The witness told the cops it was not him
But the cops didn't listen
This man was a Christian
He never lifted a finger in the wrong direction
But right then and there his skin color became a reason for aggression,

Then, our landlord decided that was a good reason for eviction

Had our mom crying in the kitchen

trying to explain that we were just playing manhunt then a cop pulled up guns out, screaming, get down.

We were only kids too
15 to 19,

so excuse me Mr white T

If I walk around like nobody likes me
This what they all teach

🧒🧒🏻🧒🏼🧒🏽🧒🏾🧒🏿


And I ain't even black
Maybe only half
Im a light skin puerto rican

But it doesn't mean we lack that special kind of treatment..

So tell me what the problem is
Coz we should be united
Why the **** we fighting
They keeping us divided
Hoping we dont take stand or even think to try it

Every race has a little hate
Every character isnt gonna be the same

So why they keep putting us to shame
If a white man commits a crime
The TV simply states a man did this and that
But let the pigment change and they gotta mention he was black.

So excuse my racist protest
I just dont like this racist bulshit
Tell the world the man's Hispanic
Twist the story,
cause some damage,

But we all know who the savage is

Stolen land
mass shootings
that blood is on your hands
Brother man

Call them out thats what im about give a **** if they want to shoot me down.
Shot me now before another word leaves out my mouth.

💥💥💥💣

They say the truth hurts, and it's why we live in a world of lies, but I say let that **** hurt and maybe then together we survive.

Its kinda strange, isn't it
To behave a certain way coz of pigment
Like our skin gives fulfillment
Or the right to place judgment

Yeah, he never struggled in life he actually loves it

All his bills paid on time
Not a single misdemeanor or a crime
He never had to think twice
Before making a choice
That could change lives
Is it really coz those blue eyes

Mines are brown like mud pies

He never had to be afraid in the daytime
But when the sunsets
Thats when they call us a dark threat,

I saw my brother get arrested over nothing
Just coz he was running in the projects
The witness told the cops it was not him
But the cops didn't listen
This man was a Christian
He never lifted a finger in the wrong direction
But right then and there his skin color became a reason for aggression,

Then, our landlord decided that was a good reason for eviction

Had our mom crying in the kitchen

trying to explain that we were just playing manhunt then a cop pulled up guns out, screaming, get down.

We were only kids too
15 to 19,

so excuse me Mr white T

If I walk around like nobody likes me
This what they all teach

And I ain't even black
Maybe only half
Im a light skin puerto rican

But it doesn't mean we lack that special kind of treatment..

So tell me what the problem is
Coz we should be united
Why the **** we fighting
They keeping us divided
Hoping we dont take stand or even think to try it

Every race has a little hate
Every character isnt gonna be the same

So why they keep putting us to shame
If a white man commits a crime
The TV simply states a man did this and that
But let the pigment change and they gotta mention he was black.

So excuse my racist protest
I just dont like this racist bulshit
Tell the world the man's Hispanic
Twist the story,
cause some damage,

But we all know who's the savage

Stolen land
mass shootings
that blood is on your hands
Brother man

Call them out thats what im about give a **** if they want to shoot me down.
Shot me now before another word leaves out my mouth.

💥💥💥💣

They say the truth hurts, and it's why we live in a world of lies, but I say let that **** hurt and maybe then together we survive.