[Verse 1]

This is for my N***as!
Life ain't all about them figures
The amount don't make you bigger
Kinda like pulling triggers, go figure
All the money in this world won't make you shit
Even if you got it, you still a bitch!
Common sense, look around
Been looked down for so long
Treated like an animal
Hunted like an antelope
Looked at like cannibals
Don't you get the anecdote
We ain't special, just another number
Tryna survive through the winter and the summer
Looking at that jumper
Another shooting on the news, what you gotta prove?
Changing how we move
Working on our mentality or mindstate
Strong is the word hate
I'd rather say loathe
We all got enemies, but I'd never cast they soul
I don't wanna cremate ya
Yeah I know it's true, we all naughty by nature
I got love for ya, you my friend
You my kin, we both got melanin
Different colors of the skin
What Pac say again?
Went from brothas and sistas to n***as and bitches
Words can be relentless
Man I'm tryna flip this hate into love
Heard so much people won't give up
Accept it and abuse it
If you ain't black, then you better not use it
You heard what I said
If you ain't black, then you better not use it
[Hook]

This is for my
My brothas, my sistas, my people, my (3x)
My people why (2x)

[Verse 2]

My fellow man
Even though we share the same skin
Time-and-time again
I get scared of what's out there
Who's who? What they tryna do? Bust a move?
Crime don't have a face
Crooks don't have a race
I'm protecting my pockets
Holding onto my wallet
Don't nobody wanna be a victim
That n***a fit the description
I'm talking bout six-foot
Saggy jeans, nappy hair, wasn't clean
When yo pants falling
How you gonna flee the scene?
Know what I mean? Anyways
Portray white as nice, while black is evil
Man they flipped the script
I don't see that in my people
Don't you live up to the stereotypical definition
They judging outward appearance
Man, my parents they rarely used it
And honestly I don't even like it
Tryna fight it
My brotha
My sista
My father
My mother
My cousins
My people
[Hook]

This is for my
My brothas, my sistas, my people, my (3x)
My people why (2x)

[Verse 3]

Shoutout to my people
We ain't the only ones doing evil
Displayed in the media
Unlike any other group of people
These ivory demons
They be scheming while we tryna get ahead
Cash rules everything
Go and get that bread is what they said
My patience dried up
I'm bout tired of the situation
That we been placed in
Living in a nation where we have no control
Trends and the culture
Are the only things we hold
It's like watching tv, but they got the remote
Asking for a handout with your hands out
We really got nothing of our own
Martin Luther asked why can't we get along!
Malcolm X said that we're better on own!
Who was wrong? Who was right?
I guess we'll never know
Cause they both lost they life
The soul don't have a price
What bright insight
Stolen by the thieves in the night
Where's the light?
Man this world is dark
Man this world is ugly
Everybody struggle but us more than others
I said US more than others
Zane Smith
[Hook]

This is for my
My brothas, my sistas, my people, my (3x)
My people why (2x)