Just to let you know

When a black man steps the steps are with ease, therefore, he is never not hunted, And when he steps he sometimes finds white women firmly behind she's 

Accepting of the fact that her baby will have kinky hair that she won't know how to comb black men are the strongest but the most fragile treated as problems before people 

So Believe it or not, I'm still pissed off about slavery.

They are a white man's dinner waiting to be chopped dipped and dined on a platter in their blood.

They are an easy hunt a sacrifice waiting to happen as the white man sits and watch on purge night all klan's fight to hunt scalpel and put them in the ground like a seed, but life after death does not exist you see that man will not sprout up like a flower or a tree.

he stays below and decapitates but in the hood ain't that how a black man should end before 28 no 23 maybe even 20 

So believe me when I say I'm still pissed off about slavery. 

From infant to no more infinities from infant to incarceration from infant to casket 6 feet down long after never acknowledged or either forgotten. We are not afraid to stand down but too scared to stand up I wonder can the white man hears the convictions in my voice as I speak on my pain in this war of cops and robbers that I lost before it began 

So hell yeah I'm still pissed off about slavery  

 I have no choice but to be a convicted felon you sat on a high horse yes a pedal stool chose my fate and looked down upon me like I wasn't worth a spot in the light hunted like sheep took down like dogs you see me as less than a person. Just by being black I'm bruised broken and unworthy of life, so you take mine and harvest me in plain sight, but you never were seen leaving the crime scene walked around like Casper in that white sheet holding an Ak and a sign that reads I killed that black guy.

man, please 

So excuse me when I say Believe it or not yes I'm still pissed off about slavery.