The Lecture

[Verse 1: D Horton]

Look
Caught in perception
Black president still live in a white house
Some nights I wonder if they ever cut THAT nigga's lights out
With his Harvard protection
Not what you know, but who you know how we start off this lecture
Partial to children cause they don't know no better
His mama spazz and whipped his ass cause that new Polo sweater
That she bought him just to show off to her followers on instagram
Probably got too small and won't fit again
But she's still trying
She grabs his hand and tells him that she's happy but she's lying
He looks his mommy in the eye and asks her why she's crying
When he says that it cuts her deep and she's tearing inside
And tells that little black boy get prepared for the ride
Now listen, here is a list of competition
Number 1: Just be aware the person staring in the mirror
Cause even if it hurts you, he gone wanna be that nigga
Like yeah you love your girl, but he gone wanna run with women
That really don't benefit you and that been an issue
Plus he never had his father and that been an issue
And even when his dad came around which was few and between
It was business never play around and he would never stay around
Look
The second enemy don't look like a crook
No his pants ain't saggin, black flag du-raggin
But it's something more precious to the victim he took
Ain't it a mystery how deep inside the history book
That that little black boy gets depicted as slave
And cop a chain soon as that nigga get paid
I'm guessing it's change that he was looking for - crumbs from the table
Third one that he should look out for: Weeknights on cable
You can flip to channel 7 and see five arrested
Two was murdered. Just your basic homocide investment
Say 'Yo that's so and so's son' and hell it just might be
Turn to his mommy and say 'Mommy he looks just like me'
The saddest thing is in ten years, hell it just might be
We're just not quite free
From the expression of such an oppression
Police gone save you from yourself, is that what you gone tell em?
I'm fucking with you
Cause not even I could make an answer
Little black boy born with such a dangerous cancer
Father be with him
At night he say his prayers and ask the Father be with him
And then he ask the Lord why won't his Father be with him

[Bridge]

At night he says his prayers and ask the Father be with him
(Repeat 2x)
And then he asks the Lord why won't his father be with him

[Verse 2]

And then he asks the Lord is it cause I told mommy bout the woman at his job
Cause the truth is that hiding it was really kinda hard
When the only girl I ever loved wallows in tears
I would've dropped his ass myself I just couldn't swallow my fears
And I'm guessing he hate me for that
But who can blame em cause I hate him for making me black
Guess we both angry
Such a sterotype
I guess the stero's right
He couldn't save her - Not the Mario type
A cold world
She told a little black boy that when they ask what you wanted to be
Say 25, still alive and man, hopefully free
At least she was honest with him
Cause most mothers would lie and say he could be whatever he wanted to be
You better pray he learns to rap or grow to be 6'4"
If not, he still can bang 74
Just pray he get to heaven though
Cause if 'The Man' see his black ass at the Heaven door
Music all blastin and rappin bout weed
Then he gone kindly turn around and ask his black ass to leave
And point his ass right to a poster that says 'Be all you can be'
And return a little later hoping he don't see him again
And he sitting there laughin with the keys in his hand
If Abraham could press rewind, would he free them again?
Cause this shit ain't much better or did he get what he bargained for?
Cause they dropped the gate and barred the door
Man, the system meant to lock us out, so what we trying harder for?
Heart attack - Cardio - Breathing all heavy
Don't give them no more crumbs, boy didn't you feed them already?
Don't give them no more rights, boy didn't you read them already?
Just sell him that new Louis, boy can't you see the mall heavy
With children that barely even can afford to pay attention
Cash a 40 hour check just to afford to say they did it
Before she starts to finish she says you can make a difference
But that chain was so enticing he can't avoid the lynching

[Breakdown]

Little Black boy never get it and don't you agree
That little black boy looks exactly like me
That little black boy go rap in his white tee
About the war against all the little black boys to be
That black boy can be whatever he wanna
But that black boy can't find one man in his corner
So he sit and rap out all his fantasies
And pray that little black boy don't lose his sanity in such a cruel world