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Black boys plotting
Black balloons popping
Melanin unsettling but ain't no stopping
My tribe,my life important
Bloodlines, colonized and then imported
Made into troops set loose to die on front lines
But still treated as if they were foreign
Entities with no empathy,no dignity
Shit ain't change since days of slavery
So we
Call you Massa can't afford a Bachelor's degree
Stuck in the streets
Packing heat, selling weed
Murder be, first degree
Killing all of our dreams
Before we,even sleep
Take our pillows and our sheets?
So we die in the cold
Believe what we are told
Self fulfilling prophecy the story unfolds
Don't believe in ourselves
All we see are our cells
Genetic mental imprisonment
It's all in our cells
We at war with ourselves
Crabs in a barrel mentality
They reading the eulogy
Mourning the death of black family
No unity, it's you or me
My brother the enemy
Way before Corona we were on all on quarantine
Keep it six feet if you look like me
Might confuse me for Trayvon Martin
Cos I'm hooded and a brother with the dark skin
The Hidden figures were treated just like Martians
Never give us credit for success we took part in
So we out here,hell yeah we marching
Sisters can't sleep without cops tryna barge in
Brothers can't breath in the streets that's a problem
If you can't see then you part of the problem
Don't protest my protest, yeah we marching
Hell yeah we marching
Nappy hair, Fists in the air, we don't care
Hell yeah man we marching
These balloons are not popping