Respect?

This one goes out to those punk ass cowards called cops who shoot first and ask questions later

That’s a gang mentality if I ever seen one, YOU MOTHA FUCKIN HATER,

You think we are menaces because we aren’t qualified for a badge and an ego

That shoots to the stratosphere like your bullets through our dark skin and afro

You can stick your white privilege up your ass with you 15 round clip

I didn’t make it out the hood only to see you murder a woman giving you lip

You make me sick; always have since you harassed me and my friends when we were young

Back then you were qualified to let us go and not end it with a gun

You hide behind the law and answer for none of you actions

Now you leave a generation looking at you with nothing but pure dissatisfaction

When I’m in trouble I call 911 and report a fire

Those guys have hoses a big difference from your shooting desire

You want us to trust you but we aren’t the ones shooting unarmed teenagers

For a swisher or a punch to face, take it like a man with a bullet proof vest not a man post traumatic stress disorders

You want us to listen to you when you scream in our face

How about I scream in your ladies face with a can of mace?

Let’s see how far that interaction goes and how well it will be received

I doubt there’s a hug in there, naw you have a hollow hot one already in my knees

You want us to respect you but you have no respect for yourself

If you did we wouldn’t be in a silent war with the educated Blackmans bookshelf

Just because he’s smarter than you doesn’t mean you get to put a hole in his head

His heart’s desire is to be educated and take his family away from your plan to shoot him dead

To protect his mamma and his siblings who don’t know how reckless you are with a loaded clip

Driving around with an ignorant power trip

I could talk about you till my last breath

But I would rather attend a funeral for a young man who you shot to death