Why We Kneel (Interlude)

(Verse)

Rewind my mind
I’m backing it up
Take y’all back to the back of the truck
Or better yet, back when I was an outcast
Bumping Rosa Parks
On the back of the bus
Big boy from the Southside
Livin’ it up
Big bro used to piss in a cup
Every first and tenth of the month
Just to prove he wasn’t twisting it up
But Lord knows, he was hitting the blunt, yup!
Thank God for the Whizanator
I pray them bullets miss me
And they hit a hater
Man, they want to lock us
All in the incinerator
But I never burn
Down payment on my earn
But I got money to earn
We ain’t done yet
Wanna know if we’re the children of the sun, yes
Ever heard the third verse
Of the Star Spangled Banner?
Well, you probably understanding why we upset?
Like what’s my position
Being Black in America’s a juxtaposition
But they just don’t listen
They cuff us, and bust us, and kill us
Before we assume the position
Now that’s why we kneeling
Yeah, now that’s why we kneeling
They bust us, and cuff us and kiss us
Before we assume the position
Now that’s why we...mad