Wisdom - Mission

Quick question do y'all need a lesson
On how not to be racist and ignorant
Are y'all bound to be bigoted
Man y'all sound so primitive
Funny from the ones who call us apes and porch monkeys
Maybe that's you hairy standing on your porch homie
Oh wait that's rednecks calm down I ain't say anything disrespectful yet just upset
That my skin tone getting people gunned down in they own home
And what's more fucked up is I don't know if it's worse when you smaller or grown
For a black male or female to see hell
Cause when you fail
The whole communities progression gets derailed
And you either fall into a stereotype or make a new category for "black"
And all of your plight
Holds no value the shit wack
I hope to change that
Cause it's a matter of perspective
And we don't belong to a collective
So stop making random black people our representatives
Cause I ain't in no gang
A nigga don't even got a gun yet I don't bang
I still know a few who living fast toting thangs
But that ain't my life and that's to show that we ain't all the same

Names Knowledge call me WisdoM
I'm here on a mission
To change the way that we living
Get in my way then you tripping
Get in my way then you tripping
Someones gotta help the community
Cause what we lack right now is unity
And some are lost with no identity
I know y'all need help so please follow me

There's a gender war these white people started
That got black boys and girls departing
Stepping outta the community to find acceptance
Or staying in they corners with they respective genders
And it's crazy that's it's still in effect
You would've thought we'd grow up and handle all this shit
But no it seems we stuck in the same place
Some making space from others
No social distancing from parties but rather sisters and brothers
Some making loud noise like thunder
Explaining how black men the weakest link
And can't even protect the woman that they seek
Others say black women too loud and rambunctious
And act too ratchet for classy functions
But that's coon speak, it ain't it chief
Silence that weak opinion
Cause you fishing, naw reaching past the fucking region
In fact hol up, doctor Umar wassup
I gotta pitiful black soul who's been infected way too much
Should I remove the coon chip that is
Pouring false info all in his biz
Or maybe I should leave and let that nigga live
Nah Imma help this brother out
Smack him upside the head and with no doubt slash hesitation
I'll commence the coon chip deactivation procedure
After I'm done throw the peace sign up I'll see ya
Later nigga

Names Knowledge call me WisdoM
I'm here on a mission
To change the way that we living
Get in my way then you tripping
Get in the way then you tripping
Someones gotta help the community
Cause what we lack right now is unity
And some are lost with no identity
I know y'all need help so please follow me

Names knowledge
Call me WisdoM
I'm here
On a mission
To change the way that we living
Get in my way then you tripping

If you don't understand the racism
Fucking monkey

Written by:
Knowledge Lott

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