How can the free fight to be free?
Why must I try to survive for just being Black me?
They don't want me to walk
They don't want me to run
I can't buy candy
Without them pulling their guns
They don't want me to sleep
They don't want me to kneel
They see me as a target
So they continue to kill
Why again must I try to survive to be Black me?
I can't barbecue
I can't stand in the street
But they can hide their faces with different uniforms and sheets
They don't want me to drive
I can't get a peaceful pullover
Get out of the car don't move
Hands over your shoulders
I can't go to church
They don't want me to pray
Because my every attempt to rise
They block my way
Why again must I try to survive to be Black me?
There is no justice and there is no peace
I can't protest
I can't breathe
And you say again that we are free
Why again must I try to survive to be Black me?
I am living
I am peace
I am free
I can breathe
Yet 400 years later still fighting to just being Black me
I will reverse the curse
Speak life over me
I will no longer fight just to be Black me
I am black my mind is free
I will get justice
I will have peace
I am that which I am
I am Free
© Sheltial Green