I’m like what it’s been a minute since I really gave a fuck

We make the noise bitch we shake the neighbors up

It's clear I make these people uncomfortable

But lately I’ve been feeling untouchable (2x)

It’s like they hate me for my black skin

I see they hate that we are black men

They think that we are all packing

They think we all drug dealers movin' packs in

I tried to wave they do not wave back

It’s on their face they do not play that

And I tried to hide my pride

But I’m sick to my stomach and I cannot hide

I grew up black and I’m a die black

My hair black skin black & my eyes black

By how you jumped is pretty clear you recognize that

I let my hair cover my face though it ties back

My Mama say that she love me I’m her son

I should never forget but in the eyes of white people I just look like a threat

They can't accept me how I am

Or the way that I’m dressed

Before I change who I am Ma

I'd rather be dead

Because I've worn one suits and ties and still I got no respect

I come around they start to jump and make me look like a threat

And I could tell I make them nervous when I walk up in the room

Swear to God there’s nothing loud like awkward silence in a room

I don’t learned all my lessons in my adolescence Homie I was seven How you fear someone prepubescent?

How could a seven-year-old make you feel threatened?

I will never change who I am and I’m still reppin still Steppin