Trap on First Sight

I don't go around knowing what I got to fight, I walk around through the night, I can walk around with skittles in my hand with my hoodie on, I got my rights, people may think would it be the same if I was light, but I may have been trapped on first sight, that immediate judgement, I was trapped on first sight, if I can't afford my rent, I was trapped on first sight, even if I went, I'd be trapped on first sight, I wish we all had the might.

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