It’s my skin ain’t it

It’s the way I wear my hair ain’t it

It’s the way I walk that makes you so Fearful I mean know harm no harm

I mean know harm

A bit a extreme ain’t it make your Perceptions

Before you even get a Chance to know me

Lord the ghetto lord take me out the ghetto

Take a bow they think they know me I’m in my feelings never can agree Why you Choose to be that person Trapped in your own mind some People like to be blind

Some people Try to confine them you sale your soul

Before you find him no no no no

Lord the ghetto lord take me out the ghetto

How you suppose love when you can’t Love your skin make you hate Yourself

For nothing how much you

Gone lose to fit in this is not a trend

No no no no

Lord the ghetto lord take me out the ghetto