Black man lostHow many black lives will it costFor us to realize that the real lies are the ones we're too ignorant to hearLost to society, faced with the reality From the day a brown baby is born He steps into the life of a systematic storm All hope has drained from our people We thought this war would end when they abolished separate but equal60 years later we fighting the same battleCops killing innocent blacks with their hands upYoung kids only thinking about getting their bands upGeneration has lost its sense of unity Shooting each other on a daily, violence has infected our  community So many fatherless homes, mothers working 2 jobs just so her child can cop the new foamsYoung brothers learning to be men on their own Blinded by fast money and clothes begging the drug man " to please put me on " I see you copping expensive gold necklaces Modern day chains and whips While more blood sheds between rival gangs Infamous bloods and crips Struggling to make it out of the neighborhood Holding an Arizona and skittles somehow he's up to no good 8 Years we had a black man control this country Look at our people on the streets still poor and hungry As you drive in your BMW, disgusted by your brother or judging the one selling rocks on the cornerWhen we all face the same struggles, we no longer uniteLights hating Dark Slave master was right Learning OUR history through textbooks and online sites Is really BLACK history if it's what the white man writes. They hate our existence,  call us animals for our resistanceTell us to love ourselves and embrace our cultureHow they try to define us and they don't know the meaning? Their misjudgements and accusations are all so misleading Make us hate our black skin The inner issues begin Now we have a black girl lostHow many broken hearts will it cost Hit with the thoughts that she could never be more than a baby momma Stereotypes that everything about her is full of dramaThat her hair is too nappy & her nose too big Her hips too wide, that long hair has to be a wig Upset when called a Bitch, but smiles when the young boys and her friends put bad in front of it Dirty looks at her in the store, employees staring at her purse Funerals every week, nother black man in a hearse Self conscious about her color But puts on a smile to pretend Like she doesn't envy the girls in the magazines and their glowing light skin Being a black female fighting hard to fit in To the ones who never hear it and the ones scared to see Black people you all have a purpose You mean something to me Excuse me if I wasn't polite The truth is harsh and with my words I shined the light Until we come together , unwinnable shall be this  freedom fight Black Thoughts I defend on this cold winter night