Color Lines

I've been coloring out of the lines

since I was raising my hands

at gunpoint twice in my life

before even teenager damn

both times by cops while having clean record and

trauma was on a timeline before it hit your timeline man

momma, i thought we was born innocent?

dad can you tell me just how im so different?

grandma from the south but Harlem where she started the fam

reminded me, black boy dont u ever forget

gentrification is genocide of neighborhoods that we couldn't own

maybe only if it's the other skin tone

honestly on the otherhand

I cant really speak for another man

when I was little my best friend went by the name Dan

different complexion

never noticed til society would try to force my hand

I'm not a fan of long division cause you know

the homies be the homies

so i close any divides

always my ****, thats for life, thats no lie, get it right

we dont die we multiply

and i sure don't live for pretend

i mean i learnt most this of shit by the time i was 10

word to all men, amen, this the beginning of ending all that shit

 

for now still standing inside of this circle

like maestro

breaking all the cylces

bubba wallace

nascar, gas card

unlimited mileage **** we can go far

i can ride my bike with no handlebars, still

BLACK PEOPLE DON'T CALL EACH OTHER COLORED, WHAT THE FUCK YOU REPRESENT

throwing in my 2 sense

we been to hell and back

singing songs of this land

crosses aint nothing but throwback lynchings

2020 and some scum of the earth still that wicked

 

now where the fuck they do that at

I ainn't even see color, til mothafuckas brought it to me

pardon my tongue

FOR A LANGUAGE I DONT FUCKING KNOW

KNOW GOD IS LOVE AND ALL THAT WORKS AGAINST ME LET IT GO

breaking all these curses at heavensgate

Harriet TUbman once walked through where **** used to stay

Lawnside where I was at

the grass surely getting greener

passing through these traintracks

wait a minute bring it back

bring it back, bring it back