Why must I stay in pain
Picking cotton is this all the money I gain
I am just another black
Always put in the back
I am afraid of these days
Cause of the stupidity is what my master say
I am a negro
Never made out of a hero
I am always put on the outside
They say cause of my skin I can never hide
I am strapped down and beaten to death
Cause I might scream I'm not speaking for my health
Or I complain that I will never have the wealth
I am mistreated and misunderstood
Cause if I complain I know whats good
I rather stay quiet
Cause I get screamed at which causes a riot
I am never gonna be smart
My child says that breaks my heart
I am through with it
Going through each day being hit lick by lick
I am also being beat
For not knowing the difference between a weed or a wheat
I am therefore I am through