There’s something called ignorance in the black community

It replaces the love, care and the unity

The power our race once possessed

Because black people were stronger than the rest

Overcoming slavery, life was never simple

Slavery used to be physical now it’s mental

We used to b e princes and princesses and kings and queens

We were much more royal than we now seem

Our outside appearance matched our souls

But we stayed humble because we knew at any day it could all fold

Being there for each other made our village strong

Too many chiefs not enough Indians, everything went wrong

Gratitude in our eyes because black people are proudly represented

Now green with envy, the reason why the caged bird song, isn’t it?