How Could I Love You, Why Would I Love You, 4 You Hate Me

Deep, deep down -n- the country sitting in a rocking chair, on a old dirty porch watching the grass grow while thrall siblings expeditiously come-n-go, crosses burning -n- shootouts with the Klan, confederate flags soiled in the blood of a black man, before he was an American, he was an African, a continent with a great civilization, kidnapped-n-sold -n-starved -n- put on plantations, to build for free a new civilization, no mules, no acres, till this day, still hated, called Nigga so much we accept it, what a derogatory statement, still picking cotton even when we take our medication, basketball courts -n- football fields -n- penitentiaries, are the new plantations controlling our minds, for they teach us their education, while the true inhabitants of this land live on reservations, for freedom, we fought their wars, but yet we still held in damnation, still falling victim to their designed temptations -n- their minute sensations, we define ourselves by our occupations, enslaved mind frames are so amazing, no more sitting in rocking chairs on dirty ass porches, we wear nice clothes now -n- live in mansions-n-drive Bentleys -n- white porsches, attend world cup dressage’s -n- bet on horses, but I could never forget what I saw on them old dirty porches -n- them brutal days on them plantations -n- those derogatory names, crosses engulfed in flames, granted I’ll learn your education, some may but I’ll never, ever, ever love this for free built civilization, aka Y'alls wicked, crooked, racist ass, damn nation.

They love our penises -n- our minds
 -N- our money -n- our women
But they hate our beautiful black faces
I’m not speaking 2 those that love us
But 2 those who hate us and who are racist
4 this is what me-n-mine are faced with

What’s up DC, VA, -n- MD
-N- every other city, stay strong
-N- put your fist -n- the air
Let’s change this atmosphere
Well, the Hate -n- the air
But, yet still I smile