Struggles of a black person’s life

Stepping outside feels like suicide

My first instinct when I saw the cops was to run, I know better because doing that would have been dumb

Being handcuffed I asked “Now what have I done, am I supposed to be scared because you're pulling out your gun?”

Officer explains “he had a weapon”-but the evidence is none. “he was a threat to innocent people” when In fact I was the innocent one

Officers killing left to right like this is training, this is their job, this is a hobby, this is fun
 

Judged by authorities because they can not look beyond their eyesight

Automatically arrested, what happened to checking for guns and knifes

Why claim to have it when I can not use my rights?

Using my voice is seen as a threat, like I am trying to fight

As an “act of justice” he shot me, now I have died.

Now brothers and sisters of America are protesting

To his dark crime that was unknown and unnoticed they are now shining light

Because they know that it could be them at any moment once they try to fight for their rights

An “act of justice” that took my life is now bringing America into strife!