Poetic justice, poetic justice
Not racial justice, Poetic justice
Speaking of racial, the case is crucial
Black people no longer getting ordered
But now being murdered
The last few years have been a real trial
But what pains us most is the denial
The claim and shout equality
But to them we are of no quality
I urge you if your skin is black
Always be alert, looking front and back
Thinking, who is my enemy? who is my foe?
If that hour comes, at what time will I go?
But I have a choice, o I have a choice
Will I hide or explode my voice
Will I fight for my equality and my right
Or will I let it be taken from me as fast as light.