[Poem: KiNG]
We watch open season on blackness
A parade of bullets
Turning two swift feet into a tomb stone
Pass the footage around like
It's an NBA highlight so no
I will not watch how an officer turns
Another black body into a contortionist
A twig snapping
A hashtag, that didn't trend till too late
I'll wait for them to valuate guilt over justice
And it will be history working in reverse
It will be history working into expected complacency
Asking me, to apologize for breathing
And counting down when another three and a half minutes
Will auction off another pair of black lungs on a podium
With a camera beneath
And a white man
Who god damn to trigger happy
Being the reason we congregate yet again to watch a lynching
To watch 1950 in slow motion
Then call it a different name
A mourning, we've become too familiar with

[Interlude: Niki Black]
No I don't want space here
If I have to beg for it
If I have to pay for it
If I have to die for it

[Hook: Niki Black]
No I don't want space here
If I have to beg for it
If I have to pay for it
If I have to die for it

[Bridge: Niki Black]
Chain me in a house of teeth
Blood sipping in the streets
But you won't talk
Why won't you say her name
Read about it, everyday
But you just (?)

[Hook: Niki Black]
No I don't want space here
If I have to beg for it
If I have to pay for it
If I have to die for it

[Verse 1: Tate Tucker]
Intoxicated off one drop
Milk man, staring out this barrel
See my future, see my past
Don't care my lineage be sterile
If I'm criminally feral, huh
You could excuse my respiration
I suppose the reparations was narrow, huh

[Hook: Niki Black]
No I don't want space here
If I have to beg for it
If I have to pay for it
If I have to die for it

[Verse 2: Tate Tucker]
Staring this out barrel
I almost did the job for you
If is a loss of word when your cursive (?) from you?
Answer me master
Master (?) moves faster than (?) these masters
Mixes, that what we are
White mama, black daddy
What's the term when if you
The white mama, black daddy
Starring at the barrel of this bottle
One drop, is that why grandma an affect body

[Hook: Niki Black]
No I don't want space here
If I have to beg for it
If I have to pay for it
If I have to die for it
If I have to die for it
If I have to die for it
If I have to die for it
If I have to die for it

[Poem: KiNG]
We are watching open season on blackness
This is a mourning we should never have to become familiar with

[Outro: Niki Black]
Yeah the cops are scrub that bleach
So we won't preach
But we won't stop stop