Racism(Not A Poem)
Now listen here. This isn't a poem of what im writing right now. Im here to tell you all something about this racism that i see everyday. No offense to those good white people out there. Lets get started. So they tell me to watch my language. Nah, fuck that. White people kill innocent black folks everyday and have the right to call us niggers. I see them arrest black folks tha didn't do anything wrong. How do you have the right to call us niggers.Yall can't treat us like shit. Just cause of our skin color. Think about what Martin Luther King did. Harriet Tubman, Rosa Parks, even Tupac. They all changed the world cause us black people knows what's right. How we gon be a man, and we starvin, ya know. U walk by five different houses and not a single man is in one of them muthafuckas. How we gon be a man. How we gon be a man, we dieing, we dieing. U never let a young boy grow up to be his own man yet, and you killin them. We gangstas and we niggas to these muthafuckas, they dont look at us any better. They dont see the good side. We all just need to have empathy for one another. Respect one another. The racism and violence has got to stop. We live until we die. And trust me when i tell u this shit.