Black boys in black hoodies teaching mini me's how to hold a gun

Black tops and black hearts has become the platform for murder

The ideal stage to show that you got heart kid

Enough heart to beat and kill and to be beaten and to be killed

Shattered bones left to wail in his graveyard

Splattered blood to cry about

Tears to say the worst with unspoken words

So who's gonna tell his mother

That her son's blood is wailing in those streets

That another soul is gone

That he is another life left to be mourned

That another life will not be born

That her boy got heart kid

Enough heart to beat and kill and to be beaten and to be killed

That kid was a trained killer

By black boys in black hoodies, on black tops, with black hearts,

And tinted windows dark enough to bury secrets in

This city is not a monument to ooh and ahh about

Don’t gaze upon this city like it’s a holy place

It is not

The dirt ground is far from sacred

It is filled with silver shell caps

And broken bottle tops

They’ve forgotten their home here

It is a masquerade hiding behind the past

So they cover themselves in black hoodies and walk on

Black tops, and cruise with tinted windows

And creates a quarrel

With the black boys who look just like them

Because maybe they can’t deal with those mirrored reflections

That stares back at them with the heart of their great grandmother

And their great grandfather trying to fight free

Somewhere behind those eyes they find shelter in those

Old ports because truth lies there

And it’s not easy to forget

So prove that you own the ground you walk on

And become a trained killer with painted on masks

Who dare not to change and are content with

Being who they say you are

But while you are living up to be that stereotypical

Black boy with hate up to your neck

I hope we can find the ones who are mature enough

To let go

And be the black man confident enough to wear colors

Who taught the little mini me’s to be man enough to never

Pick up a gun and to let bravery walk up their spine

With enough courage to be themselves

And enough heart to walk away from the foolish things