Respectfully

Respectfully

I’m not with the thought of us doing things respectfully

We still live in a society where we learn humility,

while they still disrespecting me

They say they asking for forgiveness,

in country that’s killing us point blank and directly,

Off a lost mindset trajectory, or the president that you elect for me,

Making me pay the pain for a lost debt that you never ever collect from me

Living in color that seems to be a threat to me, judging me from the skin because of the color that I’m in, nah fam that’s not respectfully

Projects, that sounds like debt to me,

A group that still runs from collecting fees,

They robbing Peter to pay Paul, that shit don’t sound like no respect to me

Give me something collectively,

Like education without debt please,

Little things that may better me, carry from family to family,

Pass it down by generations, now that shit sound like respect to me, Or you may call it black excellency ,

tired of being a non-profit project for all your societal complexities,

Looking down on us for generations,

All our men still on probation, making it societal normalization,

That shit sound real disrespectful to me,

You hate me because of the melanin on the back of my hand,

But it’s really something you can’t have or you’ll never understand,

Shit sounds like a complex to me,

Keep feeding off ignorance and keep doing it disrespectfully, publicly rejecting me,

saying they don’t with mess me,

Take it as a joke like they playing,

Now that shit is a bet to me,

Bible thumping, saying Jesus would never mess with me, but your Jesus is a threat me,

Something like a pet to me,

I’ll never stick out my hand for him to sniff and to pet B, my Jesus said y’all the real animals,

Let that be a joke respectfully,

Wakanda forever, ha ha we all laugh collectively,

Now say shit disrespectfully,

One joke might cost you a vote, and movement collectively, now that looks respect to me,

In the streets screaming Black Lives Matter, like your chants could be a collecting fee,

Equality you’ll never get from me,

Until I believe that we’re all living here respectfully,

Now this message is for the dead,

Those ones with stories that’ll never be read,

The ones that were shot with hands up no weapon blood coming from their head,

Never forget but move forward instead,

Just know if we die with our stories be smart and leave them to be read,

And remember if they speak on name they’ll remember the story that they read,

Now from here on when they speak they’ll do it respectfully,

Disrespecting me is a debt to me and your life will be my fee