Color(ed) Schemes

[Verse 1]:
Dark gray concrete stained burgundy
Yellow tape across the empty space
Black words i see
Round here'
Niggas move cautiously
Jean pockets full of dirt, green never sprouting b
Black and Brown bodies painted orange like its halloween
Prison yard graffitti, faces colored be disparity...
Asking mommy why band-aids ain't in my color
And why natural always looking like the other
White type, flesh tone tan or that off cream
The only time we fucking wit the dark is in a coffin
Or when a movie roll call for a dope fiend
Streets ever colder (cola) how we caught up in them coke schemes
Women models blonde haired with reverse tans
Dying too be lighter inside like an open hand
Guess them europeans had themselves a different plan
Could of swore cocoa was the color of the first man
And now he clear as water too society
Can't even get clear water, basic social needs
So i'm here breaking down what the culture needs
Whether Garifuna or a dark skinned Philippine
Whether you Nigerian, Morroccan, or a lighter team
We all from the Garden of Eden so fuck the color schemes
And i ain't saying dat we all the same at heart
But it was only two people on the deck of Noah's ark
Shit

[Hook]:
(Repeat)
Said, never fall victim to the color schemes
Find comfort knowing everything ain't what it seems...

[Verse 2]:
Please peep the positioning
Plain colored palette steady painting our conditioning
Cuz Black is only wanted when we talking oil
Or when you need a famished youngin' too collect your spoils
I swear we dye (die) minds for these diamonds
Cuz Black been the face of poverty for some time son
And why every fucking savior coated all white
Like Black mean you evil, well my life don' shown me different sights
Its only natural to darken when you in the sun
And since we started Earth it make sense that we the darkest ones
They try to kill us wit our color using Black codes
Then they shoved white into our pockets for them crack codes....
Thats the yin and yang of society
Swirling energies dedicated to expire me
Stuck up in environments where ain't nobody hiring
Capitol ain't matching up so we resort to firing....
Bodies dropping like stock so we exchange souls
Slavery around my neck but it's painted gold
See if you don' lived your whole life without clothes
It only make sense to take a life just too get robes