On the Creation of N****s

Old wounds that's still bleeding Dead horse that needs beating Wash, rinse and repeating Asking for a friend, criminal? Shit, they hearts beating? It's in their nature Diabetic, heart disease eating So bon a petit, that some shit to chew on Or a point to cut the music off You trying to get your groove on I hear them niggas talking about We need to move on Other niggas call em coons Not in tune and they're wrong Less philosophy when pointing out all of the hypocrisy White Christian liberals don't ever really fight for me I know we ain't supposed to criticize The allys or press the supporters But they can eat a dick Our life expectancy is shorter Depending where you live they Inject you with the sig Or put you in a cage so reflective Of a page in history The more shit change More stays the same Know about Fortnite But don't even know your name Keep explaining, the pain in being born In captivity Reading about slavery Thinking that that isn't me The labeling of niggers Not adapting with civility To make police clap To bring back the tranquility Was killing me since birth Complicit across the earth It's sickening and it hurts Enough to make me wanna hurl They cry over the movies Should cry over the world Pipeline the black boys And denigrate the black girls Legitimize the beauty when its imitated When we get irritated Just an angry black, keep them relegated To ghettos with redlining Incarcerate with hard timing the same Crime and white counter parts get slapped wrist Support this sport with bogus reports Misinformation Tipped scales, passed with a failed Education Hand off the tools to do yourself with Inebriation And all's well in the congregation But not the conversation