[Intro: Clarence The Kid]
The world’s so crazy right now…
I feel like every time I look at my phone
Look at the… the news, fucking anywhere
I just see destruction…
And it's really not healthy at all
I feel like as black men we’ve
Always been raised and taught to be tough
That emotion is a sign of weakness but
Shit, with everything that’s happening I…
I don't know man...

[Verse 1: Clarence The Kid]
There’s a lot going on
So much going on
Don’t keep it all in
It’s okay to be alarmed
We were raised to be strong
We were told to speak up
We been forced to act okay
But we’re too hurt to be tough

[Hook: Clarence The Kid]
Please let our black boys cry (Black boys cry, black boys cry)
I hate the person I see in the mirror because of this shit!
Do you know how traumatizing that shit is?
It’s okay to let our black boys cry (Black boys cry, black boys cry)
Every single fucking day I see myself die on my cell phone
Can you comprehend the kind of pain that I’m in?
I’m tired of it, fuck!
Let it out young king
[Interlude: Protesters]
This brother lost his life and the whole world saw him die
We don’t see white people die on TV by the police
Why do we have to see that?
Why did it have to happen?

I’m angry, I’m frustrated
I’m personally feeling angry, frustrated, mad
But I’m still trying to peacefully protest

[Verse 2: Clarence The Kid]
It's a war outside
People finally taking notice
We been fighting all our lives
This the only world we’re knowing
It feel like everyone against us
We’ve scrolled through social media
Seen everybody kill us
And it never gets no easier

[Hook: Clarence The Kid]
Let black boys cry (Black boys cry, black boys cry)
When they pulled me over in my car, I thought I was gonna die
I thought I was gonna be dead
It’s okay to let our black boys cry (Black boys cry, black boys cry)
The psychological trauma that they’ve pushed on me
And my brothers, and sisters
Why don’t they love me?
Let it out young king
What the fuck did I do wrong?
[Interlude: Protester]
Um, it’s sad, like just seeing police kill black people all the time
It’s, it’s like insane
Like you see it on the news, you see it everywhere
So it’s just - it’s just sad as hell

[Verse 3: Clarence The Kid]
The times have always been hard
Spend most our lives looking for purpose and God
Or something better, from the womb we’ve faced impossible odds
Spend everyday trying to survive at the cost
Of falling victim to a racist tryna give themselves power
Or fucking Karen down the hall calling the cops every hour
Antagonizing then playing victim, surrounded by cowards who
Never wanna leave us be, this world will never be ours
That's how I’m feeling in this…
That's how I’m feeling in this world that really don’t want us in it
No matter what we’ll always carry the image
Of being thugs or someone with bad intentions
I pull my phone out my pocket and they might think it’s a weapon
No second guess, man they just fear for their lives
Just cuz of my appearance, I fear for mine
I seen the news, I’ve seen the countless bodies that's been taken by copper crimes
I’ve seen the son-less mothers yell and shout and break down and cry
When they get told their baby’s lost in the night
And then be forced to watch the footage over and over and over on every social
Network, black boys exposed to the way that they might just see it all end
With every share and retweet all we do is see it again
It’s never turning off we know the kind of world we live in
And it’s enough to make you
Cry
[Hook: Clarence The Kid]
Every single fucking day America reminds me of what a monster I am
Just let our black boys cry (Black boys cry, black boys cry)
They tell me I’m dangerous, they tell me I’m uneducated
They tell me I’m worthless
And so after a certain amount of time, guess what the fuck I’m gonna believe?
It’s okay to let our black boys cry (Black boys cry, black boys cry)
It’s so much deeper than brutality
It’s systemic, it’s deep rooted, it’s omnipresent in our society
Let it out young king
Y’all blame black people for black issues but who caused those issues in the first place?

[Outro: Protesters]
Come here, come to me I understand! How old are you?
I’m tired of this shit, man!
How old are you!
I’m forty-five years old!
Forty-five and I’m thirty-one
And I’m tired of seeing this shit, man!
And you the older generation than me and I am too!
Right! And we’ve been standing around as the older ones, taking all this bullshit! Always hoping for a kumbay-fucking-ya! Always standing around for a kumbaya, ain’t nobody coming to protect us! We gotta start our own fucking law!
I understand! But let me tell you something right here. This sixteen year old? He’s sixteen!
And they gon’ kill him next week!
He’s sixteen!
What we gonna do? What we gonna do?!
You tell me! But this ain’t the way! Cuz they ready to let loose! If the United States President say if you loot we shoot, then you think doing this gonna help??
I know it! But it’s time to stand up! At this point -
So don’t get into it with him!
At this point, I’m ready to die for what’s going on! That’s the problem that we got!
Let me tell you something. Let me tell you something
What you see right now is gon’ happen ten years from now!
And at twenty-six, you gon’ be doing the same thing I’m doing!
You understand that? Ten years! You gon’ be right here too!
But he also gotta stand up for what he gotta stand up for!
So what I need y’all to do right now at sixteen… is come up with a better way
Cuz how we doing it? It ain't workin’
He’s angry at forty-six. I’m angry at thirty-one. You angry at sixteen
You understand me? Putting yourself in harm's way is not the way!
I know it’s not!
You and then all of your counterparts the same age and that have that same power
Y’all come up with a better way… cuz we ain’t doing it!
And I have a five-year-old son… and it ain’t happening!
I marched four years ago, Keith Lamont Scott
Did the same shit y’all doing! The SAME exact thing night after night after night
It don’t matter!
Come up with a better way
You understand me?
You keep yourself safe