Sometimes you need a voice in your ear,
The way I stand as a man ain’t alone,
How much of a man are you ?
If you make it to the yacht,
But everyone else around you drowning,
Maybe I was raised different,
I can’t call myself a man and allow my brothers to remain niggas,
I can’t build a happy home with pity & a sad past,
Why would I offer you to walk in my shoes?
When we can step together,
No matter the situation & what you come from,
One day I’ll fall too,
Wise enough to prepare for it,
The day I’ll need you there for it,
So if I reach a believable highest height,
I’ll offer my shoulders to help you reach an even higher height,
This is life how I see it,
Written by a black mans genius,
Hate us but wanna be us,
Black is free
Black is us
Black is you,
Black is me,
Black is God,
Can you see?
Sneaking under the overseers,
The life I deserve,
The rights that I’ve earned,
You can keep the stars but them stripes got to burn.