Brown Water
Mr. Officer-
Stepping on a black tile,
Another number.
Turn my whole day sour,
I can’t breathe.
Feel like ripping my name out,
I’m a cumber.
Just another nigga.
Could’ve been me.
Stepping on a black tile,
Another number.
Turn my whole day sour,
I can’t breathe.
Feel like ripping my name out,
I’m a cumber.
Just another nigga.
Could’ve been me.
Slow bleed,
Like brown skin-
Hot brown butter,
How clean.
More brown sugar,
Black hands on it-
Pour brown water.
Slow bleed,
Like brown skin-
Hot brown butter,
How clean.
More brown sugar,
Black hands on it-
Pour brown water.
Don’t ask me to feel the same,
I saw my black skin moving through a comma.
Living in a melodrama.
Oh-
I don’t want to feel this way,
But it’s been my whole life.
Big head full of trauma.
Don’t ask me to feel the same,
I saw my black skin moving through a comma.
Living in a melodrama.
Oh-
I don’t want to feel this way,
But it’s been my whole life.
Big head full of trauma.
I done took the train to nowhere,
Tryna’ find myself a reason.
Boy I know that life is no fair-
Uh, still play it like a game.
If everythings a gamble-
I’m done tryna play my cards right.
Things change like seasons,
Can’t change your name.
Slow bleed,
Like brown skin-
Hot brown butter,
How clean.
More brown sugar,
Black hands on it-
Pour brown water.
Slow bleed,
Like brown skin-
Hot brown butter,
How clean.
More brown sugar,
Black hands on it-
Pour brown water.