Fault in our system
Life is constant reminder
That some are cold and few are kinder
We only can hope to raise our young
In a better world where its all for one
But we're judged by the color of our skin
So to keep our lives we avoid run-ins
With those meant to protect and serve
But they themselves decide who deserves
Our lives are taken to put us in our place
To show us their the "superior race"
Call us gangsters and thugs for our culture
Then turn around and steal it like vultures
Throw slurs at the innocent
Then get made because we wont stand for it
Follow us around in stores
Then get mad because our lack of reaction makes them bored
So many of our young won't live to see the sun
All because someone else decided they're dangerous around age twenty-one