Taking Ova

 I know a couple of people who ain’t here no more

Before I dig into this topic ion fear no joker

Don’t care about your bank or who you around

Before you talk about us you better fear our crown

 

When you grow up in the world with skin this dark

They don’t see you as “the people”

They don’t see you as an equal

They see you as an illegal

Illegal to the race of the people

But there’s no competition when we in the race

We soar above the people

That’s the end of the race

 

My people are tired of crying same story different face

We tired of trials same jury different case

It’s hard in America when there’s guns in your face by the ones who chase the black race

 

We got goals like yall

Mind controlling like yall

Not trying to expose all yall

But this pressure got me folding all yall

 

Please say a prayer to the angels yall owe them that favor

RIP to the people who lost their lives to waivers

The waivers of 12s strap that was the white man’s favor

 

Yall think yall can walk in our shoes

Yall can’t run a mile in these

We spent our lives in these

We ran the streets with these

We had to fight for these

We got our rights with these

 

We about to take the lead

On your fear we feed

Society’s car we keyed

But we the last of the dying breed

Just give us these 28 days and on your fate we feed.

Qumya Hill