Juneteenth

Shacked up and chained To Shackles ands chains To Shaq and Wilt Chamberlain We made it being black what's the name for it Determination Dedication Control of will They tried terminating Devastation But we still The ones innovating Til' equality can be real Ya see in this nation Tho problems have been revealed There's a refusal to believe not all us are given The usual opportunities everybody else is getting Thankful I'm alive But for a better place I strive For us and all the others who had it as hard as me Eighteen Sixty-Five By work and grace of god We got free still in two thousands we celebrating Juneteenth I believe that the white man is intelligent enough If he were made to realize How black people really feel And how fed up we are, without that old compromising Black but don't appear, to be appears I look foreign Best part bout black, no fear to be outside of the norm At least I ain't come out clear, but can't stay out when it's warm Went through struggle for years, fore I even was born see I've been told I was racist I've been called out my name They like to judge off of faces It's blissful never to change But so is ignorance And also lack of control Low melanin in my skin Black inside of my soul ok Because of that and killer raps I'm still no gon' lead the culture on Hold myself to my word, or end up with a broken arm Lifted all the weight, thankful god had bestowed upon in Me another day, not everybody is getting one Albino as it gets, I figured I'd get my focus goin' Dark just like my pitch, but couldn't tell by the surface so Confused bystanders get, I'm casually saying nigga those With common common sense not trippin they know I'm dark as coal They go and and say I'm white as snow Or cocoa like a bag of blow As long as they can keep it jokes Then we can do the back and forth Don't ask me how it feel to be In between the middle I chose a side been down to ride every time I'm official Remember as a child just wanted some understanding Now life done got wild feel like the only one standing I been in it for awhile, awhile I had been planning To show 'em I'm more than mild then jacks or tobacco plant is But black like tobacco plant is That just means I'm addicting, a killa just as a standard Wrapped around inside a paper it shield me from any damage Light me up til I vanish Through ashes my music passes I'm hotter than you could manage Sizzle baby If he's not ready To clean his up If he's not ready To clean his up, he shouldn't have a house It should catch on fire And burn down