text: Lil white bitch gon say
  You need to say something about that
  You need to say somethin bout black—
  Bitch, suck my—
  Yeah
  Go time
  That aint your religion, you just followin your mammy
  She followed your granny, she obeyed master
  Did yall even ask up questions?
  Its holes in them stories
  Is it holes in your blessings?
  Yeah, Im bold with the message
  I know I aint got the answer
  But I aint gon cheerlead with yall just to be a dancer
  Ima groove to my own drums, sunlight in my shadow, baby
  Move til my soul cums, let them serpents rattle, baby
  Crackin like broke porcelain, bitch
  We ocean deep if you just pour us in a portion of shit
  Them people try to twist my view on some contortionist shit
  I had to reevaluate what was important and shit 
  Finders, keepers, when you creep inside my mind its madness 
  If I see peace, Im like a fiend , uh, gotta have it
  Lord, cover me Im goin in, walls closin in 
  How Im supposed to be protected when the laws want us in?
  Yall want us dead, just cause the skin is the black type 
  Teach me everything and be amazed I dont act right
  What the fuck?
  Im tapped in the matrix, Im back and they hate it
  Im black and make em pay me capital statements, you dig? 
  Word on my back, Im tryna fashion a statement
  I aint no bastard, we the master of the path that we blazin, you dig? 
  I came a long way from my past, nigga, its obvious
  V12 engine, Im fishtailin on some sloppy shit 
  Internet bringin old lyrics up, like I hide the shit
  Whats your address, I could probably send you a copy, bitch
  I was canceled before canceled was with Twitter fingers 
  Protestin outside my shows, I gave them the middle finger 
  I was a teener, tweetin Selena crazy shit
  Didnt wanna offend her, apologize when I seen her
  Back when I was tryna fuck Bieber, Justin
  I say with my chest out, you say with your chest in, nigga 
  Black bodies hanging from trees, I cannot make sense of this 
  Hit some protest up, retweeted positive messages 
  Donated some funds then I went and copped me a necklace
  Im probably a coon to your standards based on this evidence
  Am I doin enough or not doin enough?
  Im tryna run with the baton, but see, my shoes in the mud
  I feel like anything I say, dawg, Im screwin shit up 
  So I just tell these black babies, they should do what they want
  Freedom, need em, my niggas, seen em
  Free em, dont fuck with the law like, damn, Gina
  So calm the fuck down before we duck rounds
  And fireballs that make your family have to duck the fuck down
  We frontline, we got the molotov that we can chuck now 
  Cause anytime we movin up, its like a What the fuck now?
  They playin games, we strappin up, we cock and aim 
  We aim to shoot, we shoot to claim what we need
  We done with pain and the grievin, niggas is done with the peace
  Whether its personal or for the whole of niggas, indeed 
  I might not have dreadlocks, I might have these gold teeth
  But Im a nigga like you, and yous a nigga like me 
  So lets be niggas together, and lets be niggas with plans
  But put this plastic on first, cause shit is hittin the fan, Scott
  Shit like this make me wanna turn my baseball cap to the side
  You know, with the T.I. lean
  Yall fake mad
  Catch up, niggas
  Gettin yall identity, huh?
  Gangsta Grillz
  Go get a fuckin hobby
  Shit
  Aint nobody perfect
  Well, at least yall aint, hah