I always wanted to rhyme behind an orchestra
Or at least orchestrate my lines into a formula
Into the form of a language that I could take & exchange wit any foreigner
Potentially corner the
Market or industry off energy I been storing up
This ain't the storm this just the warning only warming up
We trying to win but never score enough
So every time them bottles pop a glass is never poured for us
They never seem to pour enough or ever think we poor enough
My people keep on falling down, they stock just keep on soaring up
Racism in America a topic they say soar to touch
So we spose' to ignore it but it's normally a war on us
Distorted cause them black mirrors blurring my reflection
The signal weak & we never established the connection
We centuries deep now in non-passive aggression
If u lookin for the answers than u gotta ask the questions
They tell me black boy be king
And you can do anything, you put your mind to
Just don't let them clip your wings
Soar high above the doubt, baby you're the sole creator of reality
I always wanted to rap in front of a jazz band
So we could do it for these bands no lap dances
Considered that bad man since our adolescents
Teachers try to put creatives on anti depressants
Maybe thats because we learn from our hands
But you can leave from these hands tho, Roberto Durand
And they working a plan so we keep cameras on these klans men
Got Steve Bannon trying to re brand them
We ain't falling for it pointing over sees with the seeds planted
Still considered a dreamer but don't speak Spanish
Fight till we get even, hustle for the re up
With the lions and the cheetahs black and white stripped adidas
I been blessed with a couple misdemeanors
While some of my folks got railroaded they still fighting for their freedom
What you're seeing is where struggle and the art connect
We in the building cause Knobody know the Architect
They tell me black boy be king
And you can do anything, you put your mind to
Just don't let them clip your wings
Soar high above the doubt, baby you're the sole creator of reality
They tell me black boy be king
And you can do anything, you put your mind to
Just don't let them clip your wings
Soar high above the doubt, baby you're the sole creator of reality