Wrong skin color

Wrong last name

Never roll your window down moreEven if they say

Wrong skin color

Wrong last name

It′s a gift

It's a curse

It′s a power either way

They got

Big plans for a dark skin man

Soul wasn't designer

They still kill him where he stand

Where he sit

Where he drive

With his kids

With his wife

Selling cigs

It's 2020 so he gotta die

I

Used to dream of waking up

And being white

Pray to white Jesus

Then I hit the lights goodnight

Used to take pride

In having no accent

Mustache

Anything that felt ethnic was slashed

Never did too well in school

But I wanted that pass

Oh this? It′s a tan

Got it for the summer it′ll pass

Of course that didn't work

And I was stuck between worlds

Unlearning is a bridge

You′ll never know

Until you're burned

Wrong skin color

Wrong last name

Never roll your window down more

Even if they say

Wrong skin color

Wrong last name

It′s a gift

It's a curse

It′s your power either way

Never wanna seem intimidating

Never wanna be what the media made me

They see brown skin they eliminate it

If you wear bright colors

They can't say they ain't see you

Walking round like a neon sign

I don′t give two fucks

I′m coming home alive

Yuh

I don't go out past nine

Yuh

Rather stay home and write

Yuh

But they always forcing me to fight

Different tool

Hard to feel like the future

When they target youth

If you run away from one

How they still surrounding you

That sound like some horror movie rules

Shit

Wrong skin color

Wrong last name

Never roll your window down more

Even if they say

Wrong skin color

Wrong last name

Just remember it′s a gift

No matter what they say