.Ain't no daddies where I'm from,
It's just mad mothers.
And eyes that still seem,
They can't look past color.
Why am I disrespected by
Someone I should call brother?
And why girls feelin' pretty
And constantly hate each other?
Bad air in my lungs,
Man I can't.
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