Being Black Is Scary Lyrics

To make it clear, I didn't ask to be here

I was kidnapped from my mother's hands and motherland

Traveled cross the Atlantic, I was once a king

Now I'm a slave to another man

I seen them kill my brothers man

Was once 3/5 of someone who's white

That's 60%, but my land provided you life

Was forced to slave for you in fields and pick cotton

Blacks were reduced to property for white profit

400 years of suffering and oppression dog

I'm in danger when there's Caucasian men involved

Slavery was abolished, but it never really ended dog

Implementing all these government laws to keep us lost

I see the privilege, I see the system

I see the tension, I see the killings, I see the lynchings of men and women

I feel the hatred, discrimination, this racist nation

I feel the space created due to race association

I walk outside and I'm dealing with trauma

Haunted by memories of what I see on TV

White supremacy wanting to dismember me

Or infiltrating into everything that could render me

That's institutions, and education

Fields where there population of blacks is low

For generations this madness happened and it's so abundantly clear

Your ancestors brought me here, but you don't really want me here.

God body the only standard for humanity

I don't think ya'll understanding me

Your false narrative is weak, hear my words when I speak

Cause I'm only trying to teach what you embody is extreme

Yo, it's scary to be me

It's a never ending horror story

Imagine, I'm an older man in my latter 40s

I'm well established, I have a family, I own a company

I give back, and help those who don't have the money

I go to church, I tithe, I pray

I'm a good husband to my wife, I find a way

To make sure that's she's happy and she feels loved

A good dad to my kids, I instill love

Plus on top of that I'm honest, reliable, successful

I pour into others when this life gets too stressful

I got an MBA, I went to an Ivy League

All through the grace of God and beyond my wildest dreams

But today, I'm walking down the street feeling destined

I see a white man and walks in my direction

We're looking eye to eye and I nod cause I respect him

Then he gives a snarl, he don't approve of my complexion

Grabs at his waist, hatred all over his face

Wields a gun and tells me he's the superior race

I'm on the wrong side of town, I should have reconsidered

Proceeds to call me nigger as he slowly pulls the