Coloring Book

We failed
We didn't prevail
Ohh, yeah
We swell
But that's just our well
If somebody tryna punk you
Would you want to
Beat him up just 'cause they hunt you?
And take you to a land where nobody's tan is tan as you
But managed to hump you
And make you have a golden baby
But your great-great-grand-kids roll Mercedes
Still fighting for equality with names like Tyler Qualis
Too deep, they don't follow me
They wanna hit it saying you be saying Caribou Lou and woop-woop
They took the K and you be paying
I got a couple of sons to feed
Don't wanna rock the boat with water underneath
You could call that a slave mentality
A sell out, I don't get defend but get the hell out
I'm just finna educate my sons
I hate (Niggas), but figure I'm the biggest one
Now stop
I am not who I say I am
You are not who you say you are
What you think?
What you think you are?
You are not what you look like
I'm just saying read the book right
What you think?
Yeah, whatever you think you missed
You only hoping that you can get to open for a big name rapper
And perfect your craft
And all the weed smoking and all the words spoken
You get on stage and that no one would laugh
We get the memos so when we hear your demo
And Venmo you like a bag of cash
Interview you and ask
Did you do it for the culture, the cash, or to get more ass?
Are you a have or a have not?
Got weed in the stash spot?
Ever bleed from a gunshot?
Worn
I know you coons got a way of life
Talking and holding a mouth full of gold
Do you rap, or you play ball, or sing?
It's all like the same thing
You all tryna get bling
Your pants all sagged y'all
Still did you look?
You're all the same color in the coloring book
Stop
I am not who I say I am
You are not who you say you are
What you think?
What you think you are?
You are not what you look like
I'm just saying read the book right
What you think?
Yeah, whatever you think you missed
You can never get me right