 Yo, man, love I look at my skin and think, damn, used to be slaves Got treated different for being this way And sisters got whipped when they didn't obey Hung up on them trees and put on display You probably hear that and think, man, I were back in the day Fast forward to the day and you see all my niggas still trapped in the cage And I'm thinking, damn, used to be slaves Fuck, used to be cause we still is today Dirty cop pull you out, was tryna fuck you over Even when you do what they say And I'm thinking, damn, used to be safe Fuck, used to be when you put your hands up That started them from blowing off your face I'm thinking, damn, it used to be great But when I was a kid, just wanted to play Wasn't really focused on reality And the problems I noticed today Now I'm thinking, damn, it wasn't all great Now that I'm older, don't feel the same way Now that I know this the bullshit we glorified We made all the wrongs okay And I'm thinking, damn, the labor's a play All of your shit when you rapper by hate So the kids will grow up singing that shit And they'll turn out their way Now I'm thinking, damn, this shit is great How they give us the tools to dig on grave My niggas confused, they stuck in the face Now I get why ye said we the new slaves I'm thinking, damn, where we go wrong I don't feel like a rapper, so this ain't a song I am not on the dumb shit that they own Don't wanna hear the truth then, just leave me alone If you don't think I'm telling you the truth then Say that I'm wrong And like you been doing with your life I look at my skin and think, damn, used to be slaves I got treated different for being this way And sisters got whipped when they didn't obey Hung up on them trees and put on display You probably hear that and think, man That we're back in the day Fast forward to the day and you see All my niggas still trapped in the cage And I'm thinking, damn, used to be slaves Fuck, used to be cause we still is today Dirty cop put you always trying to fuck you over Even when you do what they say And I'm thinking, damn, we used to be safe It used to be when you put your hands up That started them from blowing off your face Don't test the black lives matter Knowin' damn well it ain't true Cause niggas in the hood killin' niggas Why they be killin' us too Don't think that's true Then tell me who you listen to Your favorite rapper tell you how many bodies he got And you think that it cool