White lives matter Yea, big facts You can get pulled Over by the cops And be less likely To get capped Must feel amazing Knowing you can afford To pay for your education Or that you making more Because you got information Or that you got more Pull than gravitation White lives matter At times I wish My skin wasn't black Jealous and wish I could get what you had At school seeing all My white friends with a Dad I was only raised by my Mama Yo parents kept you Away from that drama Unfair that we can't Escape from our trauma Don't care cause you Entertained by my trauma Look at that statistic No one needs a mathematician To catch what's missing If you go subtract division From average kids in The wackest living conditions You'd have us winning We'd have a business But when you black it's different You lack assistance And trap while ya Dad's in prison Attack the system be glad If you lack in pigment Cause you can help us protest Then go back to privilege And that's just facts I know hate when I see it I know pain when I see it White lives matter, I know I know I know I know I know I know I know Look in my eyes Born in the darkness hope I survive Forced into hardship looking for God Torn up and heartless now I know why Heard a lot of things I aint supposed to hear Been a lot of things I aint supposed to be Feared a lot of things I aint supposed to fear Seen a lot of things I aint supposed to see Numb to pain now I don't feel nothing Heavy metal in my hand so I'm still bustin I'm just hoping you shoot Back so I can feel something Man it's layers to this pain I gotta peel something No Jordan But it gets scary in my city You drop the ball If you don't carry in my city Peace and positivity's Barely in my city In a flash they'll leave you Buried in my city Just leave me alone Used to it being Just me on my own Used to seeing police Giving us heat til we cold Causing chaos by putting The piece to ya dome That's real life, you chose blue You picked that But my dawg in the cemetery Because his skin black You get that I'm still dope now sniff that Drug culture hereditary That's why I spit crack Big facts, slaves So we trapping in peril Making this dirty money Nah the cash never steril Ya'll look at us and call us A bunch of crabs in a barrell If we trapped in a barrell Then who crafted the barrel? Throwing up my set But I'm so sick of the fallacies Everybody says that I keep A victim mentality Stryker showing up And he causing plenty fatalities We living out your fantasy But see this my reality And that's just facts I know hate when I see it I know pain when I see it White lives matter, I know