I was just a young black man 

Walking down the street 

I should've held my head high

Instead of looking at my feet 

The perfect target because I wasn't confident 

Because of my skin tone I was prominent 

No one understands the struggle that comes with this skin tone

Every day I wake up and I'm in an invisible war zone

Why must things be this way?

Stereotypical problems I deal with everyday 

I have this black cloud over me

Because of my ancestry 

Can't society see?

They're holding me back so I can't BE!

I was just a young black man 

Who like others 

Didn't make it to the end