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I apologize if I offend thee
Hmm not really...
For centuries I've waited for sincere empathy
That may inspire a genuine apology
At the very least the acknowledgement of the things you took from me
The things you've done to me
It makes sense why you fear me
Shooting I; unarmed in the streets
You label me a villain, so you can sleep in peace
Teach your babies that you're mentally intellectually superior to me
Stack the deck so that I fail and they succeed
You thought I was inferior because then I lack technology
Throughout history you speak
Do not as I do but as I say
But you say life liberty and be happy
But what you practice is death oppression and hypocrisy
I've always seen the true colors of your Lilly white supremacy
Born in lies now your offspring drape themselves in the 2nd amendment of your subconscious guilt and insecurities
Reasoning every mass shooting as a mental deficiency
The irony... But I agree
Gradually your mythology is being exposed for the world to see
Your pedophile priest your bought politicians
false integrity
The harlot of Babylon revelation prophecy
My third eye see that your Messiah is a wolf dressed as a Shepard of sheep
I don't apologize if I offend thee
I feel sorry for you
the truth is you exceed in violence because spiritually and ethically you are weak
I get it
Grandma and grandpa taught you that's just the way it is
Taught you not to trust s, towel heads, chinks and spicks
Consciously and subconsciously you go about your life
It's just the way thing is, and you'd be damned before you give away the benefits of your white privilege
Label me the devil for calling you out on it
Your blood in my veins because you raped my mother
Visions of castrations while you hang my father
It makes me wanna holler
yet I believed love could defeat hate
For centuries for your wars I bled, I died, I survived
It's so funny to me your feeling of being forsaken and forgotten
Your feeling of being neglected and down trodden
Like someone cracked a whip while you sang oh lord pick a bale of hay oh lord pick a bale of cotton
Like you were promise 40 acres and never got them
Like you wake in the middle of the night to burning crosses
Like someone rioted and destroyed your Wall street and nobody stop them
Like someone infected you with syphilis and told you it was bad blood shot and
Like someone killed your Huey, Malcolm and Martin
Like you were terrorized by evil adorn in masks and robes of white cloth and
Like someone dropped crack in your neighborhood to fund war profits
Forgotten? Like you know what life is like at the bottom
Do I offend thee? Do I strike you with fear so that you want to pull out your gun and kill me?
I offend thee when I march in the streets
I offend thee when I take a knee
I offend thee in my manner of speech
I offend thee because despite it all I persevere, and I thrive and I succeed and
I Be.
