As a Person in this world
As a person in this world you can do nothing but sin
While all our black men sit in a pin
We try to out run the past
But it always come back but this time with a bigger blast
It hurts worse then you could imagine
Even though somehow you knew it was bound to happen
As a person in this world you can do nothing but sin
Or try to find the evidence,
No matter your fury, no matter your fate
Everyone still has that one date
Where the end becomes reality
And life becomes a tragedy
As a person in this world you can do nothing but sin
Everyone can tell you this I mean
Even a black young hopeless queen
Although you work hard
No one works harder
But you can’t do anything
If you’re not a white mans daughter
As a person in this world you can do nothing but sin
As you wonder will you ever fit in?
You lose your place
To a person who was never in the race
You live your life with millions of tears
But that will only last a couple of years
You feel as if it’s your right to fear
Even when there’s nothing near
As a person in this world you can do nothing but sin
Everything is turning without a wheel
Even though you’re trying to figure out why it so surreal
You will never understand how to feel protected
If you are always neglected
As a person in this world you can do nothing but sin
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