black male
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This is my attempt for you to understand
what it is like to be a black man.
This country and world that sees a criminal,
and sees my future as nothing but minimal.
Allow me to paint you a visual
As I toss and turn dreading my alarm sound, I think.
If these were my ancestors, they'll be up in a blink.
See they couldn't get an education or they'd end up dead.
I grew up in the suburbs
Always being told that I was different
I grew up in the suburbs
Always being told ways to change
I grew up in the suburbs
