Wen I speak, do you feel weak
Wen you hear my thoughts
Do you feel caught in the web of hopelessness
Wen I say black
Do you feel it’s an attack
Or a lack of understandin’ on my part
Or just wrath
Comin’ from me do you see, me
As a tret to your safety
Wen I say whitey
Do you consider dat bigotry
If I say I cared not about politics
Would you consider me an anarchist
If I say no to religion
Would that be considered
An extention of my misconcepton
About what you t