I'm not the one to be choosing sides

But some of these problems might not reside

I know these problems are uncomfortable

But it keeps happening so what else am I supposed to do?

 

Man we see the cops coming at us like all the time

No protection for us accept for guns and knives

I see a mom holding her son in the middle of the street

When all he was doing was making the ends meet

Man the cop didn't even give him a chance

When all he was doing was fixing his pants

Without thinking twice, he just pulled the trigger

Just cause of the boys skin color and his figure

When the mom heard that she was tongue tied

The law was against her so she won't abide

And after that the only thought that was

running through her head

Was that she wished her little boy wasn't dead.

The cop went up to her to apologize

She said if it weren't for you my son would still be alive!

 

She sat there and as she cried

She thought the only solution to this pain was suicide

A couple days later she's in a room sitting by herself

Starring blankly at the pictures on top of the shelf

Because she has no one that knows just how to help

Because of that for the past couple days pain is all she felt

 

I just let you see a glimpse of what's in my mind

All the thoughts and all the feelings I've tried to hide

Or did I just let you see from a black kids point of view

Yeah there is a little boy, that sat in his bed

just wishing that he could be a good white kid instead

Every morning he got up and didn't go to school

Not cause the work was to hard but because of you

 

Yeah you, the one that racially profiles

The one that moved to the other side of the road cause of those guys

Man what do you mean when you say those guys?

I want to know what intimidates you

The color of their skin or their size?

I don't know why you do this, do you think it's cool?

You're the first to point out "them"

But everyone looking at you

You think those people are uneducated and a fool

Well that's funny because when you say those words, we think of you