Problematic I would be if people got a hold of me
I’m not sure what they would see wrought with fear and jealousy
No colorblind men
We’re taught to hate
We cover it up
Pretend to relate
And we hate ourselves too
Expecting to be handed an I love you
But continue to have judgment on the menu
And who knows how we’ll fall when God calls us out on it all
We’re selective
We’ve got extremely skewed perspectives
And ain’t no amount of electives gon teach us
We holla “work together” then we put it beneath us
Because the hate make it hard to get ahead
And reality makes it hard to lie in bed
Admitting that our free world is really not a great battle of good and evil
There are the decisions of a few
Opinions of a great many
We could argue payroll and how they’ll take every penny
Our religious hang-ups
Preoccupations with sex
Denial of real issues one generation to the next
Hell’s highway forged in blood
Someone’s mother shedding tears
Every decade it gets harder to celebrate living
It’s all about having
Not breathing
Certainly not giving
But who can afford to give a dollar away when they’re living above their means anyway
I’m constantly just trying to get by
I know it’s problematic
Constantly trying not to panic
I’m bipolar
Can’t keep my moods in check
Feelings carefree for second
Then up to my neck in problems in the next
So be forgiving if I don’t pay attention half the time to the world’s problems
I can’t even solve my own
I see the headlines and I’m angry and I feel hopeless
I don’t want to know this
But everyone sees the black on my skin
I can hide my feelings but I can’t hold the color in
And it’s supposed to make me act some kind of way
I don’t know how
I don’t even have rhythm and I didn’t listen to any rap today
I’ve always been the oddball
I like books better than people
They don’t stereotype me or compete with me either
Why can’t we exist without having to be best
I’m down with ambitious but give the competition a rest
I can’t have no friends because they are Joneses I gotta keep up with
When I really just wanna see what’ s up with
Watch some anime and share a couple of shots with
But I gotta cinch my waist and beat the down the gym door
Do my squats everyday, and cardio in the early morning
And going to work is like a period of mourning
And going to school chasing the big bucks is my current struggle
And I know it’s been sung in song
But I’ll say it again
People just can’t be real so no new friends
Makes life boring
But drama these days is so corny
When even minding your business can incite calamity
Seems like the whole world is problematic