Why Cant We Be Treated Better ?

Mind is cluttered but my vision is clear
thinking about being equal even though nobody cares
like walking in being the only black person
and everyone stares
and looks in silence you respond in rasicm
and we were taught to respond in violence
god is our savior but as young ones we need more
its like we were made to be disrespected
we are separated to be neglected and unappreciated
but they want us to praise them like god
but i feel as if we all got the same chance so i always
shoot my shot

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