Growing up Black in America is tough,
Police brutality surpasses rough.
Beatings beyond recognition is our stigma,
Never trust that blue eyed bluff,
Now cuffs are no longer enough.
The rebel the ones you find outside labeled disloyal,
But the leader of people we call royal.
Crimes we won’t declare new to us but to you it’s far and few,
The stuff that fuels you we know it cruel an unusual.