It's hard to look at a white man the same,

When your ancestors suffered, and they're the ones to blame,

White America will never be put to shame,

Senseless acts of murder, listen to the names;

Trayvon Martin, Tamir Rice, they were kids still,

Go back to '55, can't forget Emmett Till,

How about Sandra Bland, or maybe Philando Castile,

Then there's Alton Sterling, and they all were wrongly killed;

Sometimes I pray to GOD that they will somehow be forgiven,

Though we were never justified, justice never lies with vengeance,

And with GOD their souls reside, if they've experienced repentance,

But what matters is black lives, and I'm riding 'til the ending.