Kapernick

My mother prayed for my wisdom and discernment
As if I would find a genie and my wishes would be perfect
I hope that I was worth it
I hope that when I find what I was looking for I deserve it
For I've seen so many people with power that don't deserve shit
Access to an army but really wouldn't oppose shit
Know this
If the opportunity ever forms and presents itself
Then all my clothes and drinks will come off the expensive shelf

How you black ball a black man
Picture this black ball in some black hands
Franchise player put plaques up on your damn wall
Stands full just so y'all all can watch this man fall
Huh huh
How you black ball a black man
Picture this black ball in some black hands
Franchise player put plaques up on your damn wall
Stands full just so y'all all can watch this man fall

I'm going harder cause its easier
I'm smarter cause I'm reading more
Time is running out we cant all get in a 4-door
I'm all in with my poker chips what you call for
This ain't the DAV or the back of blues pad
When I think I hear cannon balls and scrooge splash
You cant picture my manifesto
I was writing this while Stevie made instrumentals
I was planting seeds thinking you ought a water them
You was planting seeds you should of been paying offerings
Tithing even
Foolish heathen
You cant Play with Michael
He smokes weed out bibles
Brother named Paris
We ain't see no Effiel
Streets showed me an eyeful
Bitches stress me for titles
God made you Goddess what can I do
Sucks when it comes to surface
He Gave you worth you made it worth less

How you black ball a black man
Picture this black ball in some black hands
Franchise player put plaques up on your damn walls
Stands full just so y'all all can watch this man fall
Huh huh
How you black ball a black man
Picture this black ball in some black hands
Franchise player put plaques up on your damn walls
Stands full just so y'all all can watch this man fall



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Mack
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