The world is bland
Since it's losing all its colors
The world's been bland
Since I lost my homie Sandra
Colgates on edge cause of my black face
Rather you tie my noose with Jordan's shoelaces
Your skin color was never packaged as a price tag
My President is black
Yet i'm still irrelevant
Photosynthesis needed for my melanin
Meagan training with Beyoncé & a raisin in the sun for the hell of it
Are you a rolling stone
Or a tumbleweed?
Photobombing our mugshots
While sampling our blood clots
Am i black
Am I proud?
(Well) I'm still trying to find out
F*ck being black in America
Living the same old shitty Tyler Perry flicks
But Madea's death by her nephew is the plot twist
Silent springs flip to deadly summers
And bloody autumns flip to body bag winters
Picture me as a perfect Dwayne Wayne
Instead
They'll use the instapic of my middle finger again
They can't lock us out
Since we hold the keys of humanity
We claim that we love our people
Yet killing and dissing on the net the agenda
Don't you remember
When we were protesting and standing together?
Planted seeds of the money tree into our noggins
Nurtured by the blood of kin running down joggers
(Talk about your roots)
Millionth man that took a new step for black kind
Almost stopped believing in angels since they all died
Are you a rolling stone
Or a tumbleweed?
Photobombing our mugshots
While sampling our blood clots
Am i black
Am I proud?
(Well) I'm still trying to find out
F*ck being black in America
Still Carving out a new path
George's black fist struggling with some new naps
We the youth have a voice
Word to Claudette Colvin
Parked her ass
And broke barriers without the Trojan
America still hasn't cum to her senses
False alarm after 4 rounds & still restless
I'm still looking at the hilltop over Yonder
Meditating with Rick & ghostwriting for Electronica
Determined to be the first artist with a Nobel Peace Prize
And make a positive impact on my people
Don't you see what me did for myself & I?
Mirror, mirror, On the crystal
Why was I ever insecure
About my ethnicity & skin tone?
Undone by the Cuckoo's nest
Peep the chains hidden inside the jest
Almost sold away my pride
Just so i could be a Winslow or Huxtable
After colorism emerged
Rose from the ashes & got more comfortable
Which came first
The skin or the kid?
Are you a rolling stone
Or a tumbleweed?
Photobombing our mugshots
While sampling our blood clots
Am i black
Am I proud?
(Well) I'm still trying to find out
F*ck being black in America
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The world is bland
Since it's losing all its colors
The world's been bland
Since I lost my homie Sandra
Colgates on edge cause of my black face
Rather you tie my noose with Jordan's shoelaces
Your skin color was never packaged as a price tag
My President is black
Yet i'm still irrelevant
Photosynthesis needed for my melanin
Meagan training with Beyoncé & a raisin in the sun for the hell of it
Are you a rolling stone
Or a tumbleweed?
Photobombing our mugshots
While sampling our blood clots
Am i black
Am I proud?
(Well) I'm still trying to find out
F*ck being black in America
Living the same old shitty Tyler Perry flicks
But Madea's death by her nephew is the plot twist
Silent springs flip to deadly summers
And bloody autumns flip to body bag winters
Picture me as a perfect Dwayne Wayne
Instead
They'll use the instapic of my middle finger again
They can't lock us out
Since we hold the keys of humanity
We claim that we love our people
Yet killing and dissing on the net the agenda
Don't you remember
When we were protesting and standing together?
Planted seeds of the money tree into our noggins
Nurtured by the blood of kin running down joggers
(Talk about your roots)
Millionth man that took a new step for black kind
Almost stopped believing in angels since they all died
Are you a rolling stone
Or a tumbleweed?
Photobombing our mugshots
While sampling our blood clots
Am i black
Am I proud?
(Well) I'm still trying to find out
F*ck being black in America
Still Carving out a new path
George's black fist struggling with some new naps
We the youth have a voice
Word to Claudette Colvin
Parked her ass
And broke barriers without the Trojan
America still hasn't cum to her senses
False alarm after 4 rounds & still restless
I'm still looking at the hilltop over Yonder
Meditating with Rick & ghostwriting for Electronica
Determined to be the first artist with a Nobel Peace Prize
And make a positive impact on my people
Don't you see what me did for myself & I?
Mirror, mirror, On the crystal
Why was I ever insecure
About my ethnicity & skin tone?
Undone by the Cuckoo's nest
Peep the chains hidden inside the jest
Almost sold away my pride
Just so i could be a Winslow or Huxtable
After colorism emerged
Rose from the ashes & got more comfortable
Which came first
The skin or the kid?
Are you a rolling stone
Or a tumbleweed?
Photobombing our mugshots
While sampling our blood clots
Am i black
Am I proud?
(Well) I'm still trying to find out
F*ck being black in America
Since it's losing all its colors
The world's been bland
Since I lost my homie Sandra
Colgates on edge cause of my black face
Rather you tie my noose with Jordan's shoelaces
Your skin color was never packaged as a price tag
My President is black
Yet i'm still irrelevant
Photosynthesis needed for my melanin
Meagan training with Beyoncé & a raisin in the sun for the hell of it
Are you a rolling stone
Or a tumbleweed?
Photobombing our mugshots
While sampling our blood clots
Am i black
Am I proud?
(Well) I'm still trying to find out
F*ck being black in America
Living the same old shitty Tyler Perry flicks
But Madea's death by her nephew is the plot twist
Silent springs flip to deadly summers
And bloody autumns flip to body bag winters
Picture me as a perfect Dwayne Wayne
Instead
They'll use the instapic of my middle finger again
They can't lock us out
Since we hold the keys of humanity
We claim that we love our people
Yet killing and dissing on the net the agenda
Don't you remember
When we were protesting and standing together?
Planted seeds of the money tree into our noggins
Nurtured by the blood of kin running down joggers
(Talk about your roots)
Millionth man that took a new step for black kind
Almost stopped believing in angels since they all died
Are you a rolling stone
Or a tumbleweed?
Photobombing our mugshots
While sampling our blood clots
Am i black
Am I proud?
(Well) I'm still trying to find out
F*ck being black in America
Still Carving out a new path
George's black fist struggling with some new naps
We the youth have a voice
Word to Claudette Colvin
Parked her ass
And broke barriers without the Trojan
America still hasn't cum to her senses
False alarm after 4 rounds & still restless
I'm still looking at the hilltop over Yonder
Meditating with Rick & ghostwriting for Electronica
Determined to be the first artist with a Nobel Peace Prize
And make a positive impact on my people
Don't you see what me did for myself & I?
Mirror, mirror, On the crystal
Why was I ever insecure
About my ethnicity & skin tone?
Undone by the Cuckoo's nest
Peep the chains hidden inside the jest
Almost sold away my pride
Just so i could be a Winslow or Huxtable
After colorism emerged
Rose from the ashes & got more comfortable
Which came first
The skin or the kid?
Are you a rolling stone
Or a tumbleweed?
Photobombing our mugshots
While sampling our blood clots
Am i black
Am I proud?
(Well) I'm still trying to find out
F*ck being black in America
Writer: Masongo Ogora
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid