Because I’m black, I’m not meant to succeed, why? Because the
color of my skin is who I’m meant to be, not just to do drugs and be
in these streets, but to go to jail repeatedly. Why? Because today’s’
stereotype is really tomorrow’s reality.
Listen…
Because I’m black. I am statistic. Bound to fail, no really, be real-
istic. The way society sees me is exactly what I’ve said and because
I’m black I deserve to be in a body bag.
Still, Listen…
Because I’m black, I am a failure. The only job I’ll ever see us 16
and pregnant, and no matter how hard I try, the good is inevitable. I
am black and that’s something I should be ashamed of.
Yes, Listen…
I’m “Quote on Quote” “Gang affiliated”, even though I go to
school, and get straight A’s, but since I live in the hood, where every-
one is less “sophisticated”, the color of my skin is what I am affiliated
with.
And that’s cool, but are you listening?
Well guess what, Yes, I’m black but that doesn’t define me. I’m
defined by my personality the the color God made me. Not by what
society sees, not by the statistics they put on a page, but by the way I
strive, and continue to grind, for me.
Exactly, Listen…
I grew up in these streets, the same as you. With the same low-in-
come struggles as you read in the books, but still I stood up, and I fought,
like how my ancestors did in the 1960s marches.
You listening?
See what you need to do is stop listening to society. cause let
them tell it, the world isn’t a variety. Cause the way they see it, it’s
only for the White man, to pounce on the White man, wait, I’m sorry,
the White man to pounce on the Black man just to get off with it. And
for no one to say anything because they’re scared of this so called
judicial system.
Hm, Listen
Cause this judicial system is meant to serve the African American
community, yeah right. Like when a white man shoots up a school
and everyone just assumes he needs medical attention. Therefore it’s
beneficial, not punishing him, cause it’s “not his fault” it’s just the sys-
tems, but let that been a black man, he’d be rotten in his jail cell, with
molded food, and his rights being withheld from him, or they might
just kill him, and call it accidental but either way they’d get off cause
they work for system, claim everything confidential and go back to
work, to kill the next black man, and push it under the rug
I’m done listening…
You can’t tell me what I’ll become based off the color of my skin,
imma do great things through Christ, some paper, and a pen. I’m not
listening to society no more, this is the end. My struggles don’t define
me, I put all of that behind me. Today’s stereotype might be tomor-
row’s reality, but my life doesn’t start with them, it starts with me.
I’m done listening…
