Black, black, black

Black as midnight and Blackberry jam

Skin molasses, Black as I am

All black everything so classic

Black boy, black girl, black magic

Everybody lied to you

Said your skin was inferior, but their motives ulterior

What they hide from you?

Ya doc told ya get vitamin D supplements

But Black skin produce it the moment the sun touches it

Lactose intolerant, - it’s made up now

How could it ever be cool to drink the milk of a cow?

Only milk you were needing, was from breast feeding

Ancestors whipped to produce it right after breeding...

- We evolved to endure bleeding

Evidence shows black blood clots 4 times more easy

And that’s a scientific fact

Black women are immortal, ask Henrietta Lacks

Black as midnight and Blackberry jam

Skin molasses, Black as I am

All black everything so classic

Black boy, black girl, black magic

You’re not a slave -You’re from Ghana or Liberia

Mali or Sierra Leone, - Benin or Nigeria

The physical criteria, the DNA and fossils

The curly hair and dark skin, the nose with broad nostrils

You should claim it, cuz I claim you -

You were stolen, or got sold, so we got blame too

But we kin, check our dancing and our music it’s the hardest

And every major genre was started by Black artists

We invented the banjo, made jazz in New Orleans

Chuck Berry was rock & roll - Elvis stole to be called King

But look - Our only King is Martin Luther,-

But being black and preaching ‘bout freedom, might have’em shoot ya

Black as midnight and Blackberry jam

Skin molasses, Black as I am

All black everything so classic

Black boy, black girl, black magic

Hair full of chemicals, trying to press it down

But black hair is meant to grow up - it’s meant to be a crown

Thus, you all are Kings and Queens - we lived in palaces

We ate the finest foods, drank out of golden chalices

But they say we're lazy, not smart enough to win

Call us ugly, try to judge us by the color of our skin

- That’s that melanin, they tanning for again and then

They try to tell a strong black women, that she ain’t feminine?

They show you kids with stomachs out - malnourished

Never show you the mansions where people of ours flourish

Accra, Lagos, Nairobi…

Houston, Atlanta, DC we all glowing (it’s love)

Black as midnight and Blackberry jam

Skin molasses, Black as I am

All black everything so classic

Black boy, black girl, black magic

Oh oh

Black Black

Oh oh oh

Black Black Black

Oh oh

Black Black

Oh oh oh

Black Black Black

I just wanted to do a song where everybody could realize that the things that they told you - it’s not true. There’s something special about being black