[Verse 1: Nation]
You see uh, I know who I am and I am happy with whom I am
Your perception of me doesn’t change who I am
I am my own light the shade of my complexion seen darker days
I am beautiful black with my black bride black love still alive
Take consensus can’t hide behind these white picket fences
I am a king but no need to crown me king because the crown of thorns already been worn, I am

[Verse 2: K. Sparks]
Torn between
Now then back then uh you see we tryna make it
But it's harder to get up and take it when people constantly fake it
Black people in back churches with white pictures of a white Jesus on they fans
While somebody grand momma talking bout let him use you pastor
Church usher like spit that candy out while your mammy shout
I mean I've been conditioned so much that my conditionings been conditioned
Living in these conditions that's gang violence
Over property that we don't even own I'm like
Listen homie you can have these roaches in these projects
Cuz I'm working on other projects like how my Amazon stock's doing at over $900 a share
See it's not even fair how you can't even tell me how the stock market doing
But yet you know what happened last night on the BET awards of the latest Jordan shoe and
You see its a difference between having money and having wealth
It's a difference between what you parents taught ya
And what life expectations taught ya for your self
I could tell you that I bought my first house and that it doubled in value
[Verse 3: Nation]
Half dead, half alive with just enough strength to become conquerors of our own inner domains
The uneducated, unsophisticated, well mannered slaves
Yet the inventors of many things helped shaped the world today
Dipped in gold, blood diamonds worn cold, yet stripped of our worldly possession, our dignity denied
But not our soul because that never belong to man
Always had to be protector and provider because for us it was never a choice, women depended on it, our children depended on it
Our own life depended on it, future generations depended on it, black man, black man
Freedom, freedom, freedom that’s what we need black man
Despite our protests for equality, life and liberty and pursuit of happiness
Seems like mankind meant separation of its own kind
But none the less, we are the brave hearted, kings to a kingdom with no bigotry standards

[Verse 4: K. Sparks]
Torn between
Now then back then uh you see we tryna make it
But it's harder to get up and take it when people constantly fake it
Black people in back churches with white pictures of a white Jesus on they fans
Difference between what you parents taught ya
And what life expectations taught ya for your self
I could tell you that I bought my first house and that it doubled in value
And then I bought my second house amongst other things and what have you

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