POC Lyrics

Too white for the blacks

Too black for the white kids

They thinking that I'm soft

Cause they see that I'm lighskin

Expected some Ebonics

When they hearing me talk

They don't like my pants sagging

When they seeing me walk

Too white for the blacks

Too black for the white kids

Assuming I ain't black

They don't know how my life is

My pigment got em thinking I ain't POC

But what a white man sees is the nigga in me

They shocked when I be speaking

Got my vocab right

They expect me to be tweaking

And go smoke that Pipe

I be saying and repeating

That I don't have rights

They call me white washed thinking

I don't know that life

You be questioning my background

Call my hair nappy

But you wanna cop a weave

And Suddenly wanna be black now

My race is deprecated just to

Get exploited

You wanna criticize or copy

Better Pick your poison

I don't comprehend your vision

You wanna live the life

But you don't want the consequences

You have the luxury of getting certain job positions

You're less likely to be getting shot or locked in prison

And be wrongfully convicted

Go ahead

Prove me wrong

I ain't on the same

Level you be on

I ain't what you ever think

Or what you expect

I'm just me

They define me by the skin

I possess

Too white for the blacks

Too black for the white kids

They thinking that I'm soft

Cause they see that I'm lighskin

Expected some Ebonics

When they hearing me talk

They don't like my pants sagging

When they seeing me walk

Too white for the blacks

Too black for the white kids

Assuming I ain't black

They don't know how my life is

My pigment got em thinking I ain't POC

But what a white man sees is the nigga in me

Likely to get the sack

Cuz I'm P O C

Most likely be on my back

Cuz of C O P's

As black as you

I don't need the attitude

And bigotry

Still a nigga even when I'm talking to you

Civilly

Silly me

I should really fit the mold

I should blow my bread at the club and the liquor store

Sag my pants really low

Get a mouth full of gold

Just so that example of a black man

Really shows

Show em who I am

I don't show em what they think

Only person

I be acting like is me

And the image that you have you can keep

I'm not a product of what other people think

I shake my dreads

Don't steal

I make my bread

I don't act hood

And sometimes

I taste backwood

And I don't care

What you think that

Makes you scared

I will be me

Take yo fake ass somewhere

Too white for the blacks

Too black for the white kids

They thinking that I'm soft

Cause they see that I'm lighskin

Expected some Ebonics

When they hearing me talk

They don't like my pants sagging

When they seeing me walk

Too white for the blacks

Too black for the white kids

Assuming I ain't black

They don't know how my life is

My pigment got em thinking I ain't POC

But what a white man sees is the nigga in me