I am the man that’s different
I am the one you notice first in my law class
I fought for my rights here where I don’t belong
I am the one from old slaves singing a song
I am the man who runs for his life
I am the man that looks at the world with strife
I want my rights as I raise my fist
I notice the white man seems to be pissed
He is disgusted by me us and we
But I know who I am so I ask him who are you
You are the one who controls everything
You are the one I see in the spring
The spring where times start to blossom such as my rights
You lose control who could think a black man could possibly be white
Well you were wrong from the start turns out I’m dark
Skin like a tree and heart like bark
Seems as if you’ll never break me for every season I grow
In the fall I blow away crowds with words
In the winter I give chills for the deaths we’ve herd
I am various seasons for simple reasons
Maybe one day I’ll tell you you’re guilty for treason
Not against me but the seasons you’ve hurt
As I am a ruler Justice
Which I put you on trial now yes that piece of dirt