Traffic

Uh Tunnel vision since the 4th grade Ain’t no traffic in your own lane 10 and 2 for when the coppa' slide to keep him sane My life on the line, but it’s straight I watch my brothers flip the script like a page Unprecedented bouts of rage to the main I been hip since i came out the cage 2012 was when that shit the screen 9-1-1, they could hear the scream, wasn’t enough But we ain’t want no war for real, that system called out the bluff But we ain’t never forgot a body white supremacy tried to claim Fire back and spill piggy brain Social stigma on a black nigga pain, and how that shit expressed Every way that we resist get suppressed We march around it’s a issue We kneel down it’s a issue We speaking up it’s a issue We stay quiet it’s a issue So fuck it We burning shit to the ground, and building it back Without the tolerance for anti-blackness Or the capitalistic greed pushing my kinfolk to the pen That PIC real as fuck but we won’t stop 'till it end And when it do, that shit gon' be amazing I'm turning 16 to the tune of liberation It's more strength in the unity then shit we facing But white folks that time over if you was complacent It ain’t no fence with oppression Fight with us, use your voice, or be the one that we chasing, it’s simple Fuck the system, ACAB, all of that shit we replacing