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[Hook]
They told me I'm not black like I ain't built with all this melanin
Free my brodie Kari, hope he praying in that cell he in
Told me I'm not normal, I communicate with aliens
Pull the heat out the pocket and show what type of Hell I'm in, damn

[Verse]
What is death?
That feeling when she leave you with nothing but stank breath
And you wake up all alone with nothing but curved steps
She told you she won't hurt you
She'll come around the same time as your momma curfew
Only God knows we can't grow up in a hurry
But she still hasn't recovered from seeing her mans buried
I been walking with my chest up, and I turned my music down
Daughter hit your phone, huh, why you still abusing her?
Put him on the deathbed and call mister professor
Hear his diagnosis was a bullet from the chest-up
Shot him in the chest
A lobster, steak, and pasta only way I start my breakfast
How you feeling?
Started gun violence, meet me at the finish
'Cause when I'm done, everybody gon' see red
I'll kill you in your room, now your colored sheets is red
Wait til' he's done
Smart niggas on it, the easiest gun-and-run
My face deep in your girl's cat, just got my tongue
Let it go so I can speak the truth just for my dead brother
Yeah, I speak for you
And if a nigga wanna test than he can meet the tool
'Cause where yo head lies where you wanna meet the truth

[Hook]
They told me I'm not black like I ain't built with all this melanin
Free my brodie Kari, hope he praying in that cell he in
Told me I'm not normal, I communicate with aliens
Pull the heat out the pocket and show what type of Hell I'm in

[Outro: Tyler, The Creator]
Let me, let me hear that