I am from the time where being
black you have to face the fact
that you will always be looked at
different not differently but
different in that you get slapped,
kicked, stabbed, and shot because
you’re black by someone who is
supposed to stand up for you and
have yo back. But everyone around
you screaming “Black Don’t Crack”
Like that matter
I am from the time where i’m
too hard for the nerds and too
weird for the thugs. Since i’m
black i’m suppose to attract
the stereotype hood niggas
who do nothing but sell drugs
get bitches knocked up and
leave them hanging to live in the slugs
I am from a time where i literally
cry and wipe my own tears, pick
my own self up, and keep going
by myself. so no one can say
they really down for me. But i
got so many friends. Yea ok
I am from a time where
people screaming “free my nigga” when
they supposed to be in jail. Teens
sitting in a cell debating on if they
should snitch but either way i goes
they are looked at as a failure.
I am from the time where i’m lame
cause my parents are strict and
if i talk back i get hit cause
they dont play.
i am from the time where i am
loved. i have confidence even tho
i didn’t grow up in the slugs i still go through struggles
and i’ll be damned if i’m not number 1
i am from the time…