Scattered Brains
Be ok with that
Be ok with that
Be ok with that
I'm so tired
Tired
Tired
What if I never woke up again?
What if I never woke up again?
What if I never woke up again?
Leaving the store and an old white clerk asked to see my receipt
But that shit wasn't asked to that white couple standing next to me
That makes me feel like you think steeling is in my coloring
I find things like these trifling
The crime of being black while living is
Trying my patience
The doctor with no patience
Can't heal any patients
And I resent that statement
Return home to cats and trees
Rolling up raws for release
Brings peace to my disease
The symptoms being constant chattering
From voices outside my reach
Can't see them but I hear them speak
"Won't you die for me?"
Fight demons in my sleep
But I die in all my dreams
Wake up to cracker ass crackers
They thinking so less of me
Making me feel marginalized
Is it a surprise?
They throwing kids in cages and nobody bats an eye
I'm not woke
I'll stay in bed all day and night
The joint hit me in my chest
My brain slows and stops in time
The sandbag throwing bags in eyes
They're heavy I can't deny
I drift under the covers getting washed under the tide
Be ok with that
Be ok with that
I'm so tired
Tired
Tired
What if I never woke up again?
What if I never woke up again?
What if I never woke up again?
Leaving the store and an old white clerk asked to see my receipt
But that shit wasn't asked to that white couple standing next to me
That makes me feel like you think steeling is in my coloring
I find things like these trifling
The crime of being black while living is
Trying my patience
The doctor with no patience
Can't heal any patients
And I resent that statement
Return home to cats and trees
Rolling up raws for release
Brings peace to my disease
The symptoms being constant chattering
From voices outside my reach
Can't see them but I hear them speak
"Won't you die for me?"
Fight demons in my sleep
But I die in all my dreams
Wake up to cracker ass crackers
They thinking so less of me
Making me feel marginalized
Is it a surprise?
They throwing kids in cages and nobody bats an eye
I'm not woke
I'll stay in bed all day and night
The joint hit me in my chest
My brain slows and stops in time
The sandbag throwing bags in eyes
They're heavy I can't deny
I drift under the covers getting washed under the tide
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Writer(s): Adedotun Albert-ojeikere
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