It's hard to get it through
The thick brain
These are leftover feelings
Not new pain
The gray matter
The white matter
All life matter
So what's the matter now
I will tell you the truth
People will go to their graves
Believing that Lincoln freed the slaves
Like a wooden cross
It's a heavy lie most carry
But what's most scary is
Since Obama's been in office
More black men have been burried
Signing off...