Music: Aayan Ahmed/Barry Saleh/Ruedi Holbeck/Michelle Mutyora/Sukhdeep Singh
Fight it, scream it, riot
I can't take it no more
My mind is racing
Round a labyrinth
Got one foot out the door
Don't need to prove
My worth everyday
Paint a picture of me
Fightin, screamin, riots
I can't take it no more
Look at my skin as a costume
Dampen myself, man I got you
Look in the mirror
Who will I be today
Doesn't matter
They bite it in volume
Laugh at my style
Smother my smile
But secretly
They be taking notes
When I turn around
Diminish my hair
Silence my child
God forbid they do anything
That's profound
Cultured, enriched
Nurtured, you still nigga
Danger, ratchet, ghetto
Yea no figure
Take that, flip it
Mark up, it looks great
They always trine
Turn everything o a pure state
Tutored, tasteful
Expert, you still nigga
Street, violent
No-good, yea no figure
Take that, flip it
Mark up, it looks great
Don't mind the smiles
They doing it out of pure hate
Think I'm the only black
Kid in the South-West
I'm so blessed nigga
Feeling like Carlton
In Fresh Prince
Oh boy, look at my white friends
Aren't they the best
Nigga passes all around
As I devour these stereotypes
That smaller town mentality
Almost held me from various heights
Identity crisis
My mind still stuck in a noose
On one side the colonized mind
I grew up with
Other caricatures
Of what I thought I should do
Saw myself as a monolith
Boxes I had to tick
More like an additive
For acceptance Set rules
What a habit is soak
In the chattering
Now i'm living life
Looking for redirection