I’m American Societies Worse Nightmare
I’m Young, Black, Talented And Got No Fear
My Man Was Posted On The Corner, He Got Shot Right There
He Was Hustling On The Block, In Some Fresh Nike Airs
Should’ve Been In High School, But Shit’d Life Ain’t Fair
His Moms Don’t Care, His Pops Gone Somewhere
Living Just Above Poverty, In Da Devil’s Dark Lair
Why Come Around Here, If Ya Focus Ain’t Clear
The Grimm Reaper Got Us Locked, In The Snipers Crosshair
I Highly Doubt You Care, For Our Social Welfare
This Society Worries Me, Spit My Rhymes For Therapy
I’m Charging White America, For Genocidal Harassacy
Uncle Sam, He Pimping Me, Got No Love Or Empathy
A Lack Of Order In My Community, Call It Societal Entropy
But Still I Rise, Like Fresh Baked Biscuits
Don’t Get It Twisted, Johnny Legend, I Can Still Get Lifted