I am a mixed man
And I carry the burden of two identities
My blackness is robbed from me, like an exorcism of an entity

A struggle between two battling cultures
I am Stuck
My black side is concerned and worried, while my white side doesn’t give a fuck

Internal or external my conflict is apparent
My blackness is questioned, just because I live with two white parents

My problems are real, I got the worst of both worlds
I’m different from my black friends because the whiteness in my skin
But I’m shot in the back because being half black is a sin

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