Grey

(Intro)
The color grey is looking more and more purple these days
And that's why I feel blue
So I'm not surprised to see red when you mix black and white
Khizzy

(Verse 1)
Ever since I saw Shark Tank
I wanted to be as rich as Mark Cuban
Don't care about my race
The police start shootin
I came in first
Darn tootin I know I place
So get out my face
I'm not movin
Ten digits down like I just got a phone number
Nine one one don't equal twelve
That's the wrong number
I wish a cop would see the bars it's old lumber
You'll leave my top red for the coins like the pro plumber
A racist government with lazy laws
Bent outta place so long they stay that way like crazy straws
I'ma head down to the courthouse and start displacing jaws
Of the officers responsible for claiming ours
You say you wanna make it right
I'm sorry you not an author
If my skin tone ain't white that means I don't have much to offer
You tried to find me out but you couldn't
You denzel crocker
No weapon formed against me shall prosper
And I work hard cuz I gotta
I didn't grow up without a father cuz God exists
I'm the youngest one of four I'll show you what obnoxious is
They said I got no common sense
I don't need no conference
I just need my confidence
I just need a better job
I did not apply for this

Maybe I should reassess my friend list
Take accountability for who I'm friends with
The token black misfit
I don't need to be reminded that I'm young, black, and gifted
Cuz y'all killing us
This mc's the mc of his own anime
These other racists writing down fiction
Like hemingway
Don't wanna help well I ain't need you anyway
You go head let that semi spray
Cuz I would choose peace over violence any day
Cops on our head
They kill us dead
But they wonder why we always got a problem with feds
Don't hurt me
You'll put me in a hearse or the jail
I'm chocolate
Can't break my bars down if
I was a Hershey
In royalty
I'm Mufasa
In battle
I'm Adesanya
We screaming out like the opera
My heart goes
Out to Gianna
If I went to jail as a male
Would you still send me letters
I'm getting crunk
And I'ma ask him to pull the lever
It's whatever
We can't just be chillin
If the world too cold for the children
But we can start cheering
When the world become different
They try to hate on the boy
Mr Meeseeks
Turn into Meeseeks
And destroy