On the Creation of Niggas

Old wounds that's still bleeding
Dead horse that needs beating
Wash, rinse and repeating
Asking for a friend, criminal?
Shit, they hearts beating?
It's in their nature
Diabetic, heart disease eating
So bon a petit, that some shit to chew on
Or a point to cut the music off
You trying to get your groove on
I hear them niggas talking about
We need to move on
Other niggas call em coons
Not in tune and they're wrong
Less philosophy when pointing out all of the hypocrisy
White Christian liberals don't ever really fight for me
I know we ain't supposed to criticize
The allys or press the supporters
But they can eat a dick
Our life expectancy is shorter
Depending where you live they
Inject you with the sig
Or put you in a cage so reflective
Of a page in history
The more shit change
More stays the same
Know about Fortnite
But don't even know your name
Keep explaining, the pain in being born
In captivity
Reading about slavery
Thinking that that isn't me
The labeling of niggers
Not adapting with civility
To make police clap
To bring back the tranquility
Was killing me since birth
Complicit across the earth
It's sickening and it hurts
Enough to make me wanna hurl
They cry over the movies
Should cry over the world
Pipeline the black boys
And denigrate the black girls
Legitimize the beauty when its imitated
When we get irritated
Just an angry black, keep them relegated
To ghettos with redlining
Incarcerate with hard timing the same
Crime and white counter parts get slapped wrist
Support this sport with bogus reports
Misinformation
Tipped scales, passed with a failed
Education
Hand off the tools to do yourself with
Inebriation
And all's well in the congregation
But not the conversation