I may not be ya teacher but you still gone get tha lesson X2 I may not be ya preacher but these scriptures that i’m spelling I know i’m not yo preacher these are scriptures that i’m spelling Prevailing supremacists from keepin freedom a freaking felon Ain’t no intersections in a purgatorius dwelling They been locked up, abused and forgotten By this stolen lands colorblind, melanin deficient, femi-nazi party When them white tears give their next speech, Reporters turn paparazzi Quick to silence the blood red stains from darker coffee She be woman freedom fighter.... minus the proper proxies She be savior of moment, wearin’ rose-tinted versace PLexi glass GodPlex! Her views cannot be shattered it’s too complex ! its trash and i’m bothered I gotta protest! wit Crenshaws new theory Cause This Blvckness Intersectionally eerie --- Do you know a nigga underground, brown buried into brown Fruit-Body found on/the peach side of town Did they look like yo father or yo brother, yo sister or yo mother You aunty, uncle, niece nephew and cousin you no warrior not speakin on our stories You ain’t no activist, if u dismiss the ‘repertory, Cuz you faking like you holy I may not ya teacher but the essay mandatory Have you ever felt foreign in yo home land Cautious keep em eyes at your forehead Yeah he holdin’ Bet you never been called black bitch by the opposite Incompetent/ didn’t care about no real consequences Tell me if thought your brown had disappeared That your tone wiccan, demeanor magician To magical poof away Yo black-blackness/ You aint got black blackness i You dat white-black b….

Black men, Good when That third eye keep to peeping They know they woman gleaming He know he’ll fight to keep them Black men Bad when They spread that toxic vision Batter and bruise us women Drown us when we weren’t swimming Lemme just Get 5 mins of your time miss lady? Aye girl dont be shady, i could buy u a mercedes I jus wanna be a friends, I just wanna a lil hug You girl you smell good Here some pretty pink flowers and lunch, one date , now owe me you goods No? whatchu mean? I done spent my time and money man Trick, get to twerkin on this money brand If you don’t understand, then uh you man Stayed placed or get a dose of double backhands The bible back my philosophy / screw ya lil misogyny Philogyny a fallacy Disagree, misandry You wrecking yoself ‘Stead of checking yo-self Hm. White miss, accomplice When she check kin with pompos Cautious of Godless complex Death, jaundiced her optics White miss, dismissed Fight lacking intersections If you don’t get this message Strip yo name of progressive This yo lesson this yo sermon Before brown angels haunt this service Understand that yes were women but our pains from different sources I’m the moth to yo butterfly Gorilla to the canary Solidified that you are the normal And were some sort of crazy Black Woman are getting scary Bleaching bodies euro-friendly botching bodies vixen aesthetic x2 dyin on the table ‘stead of sitting Cryin on the table ‘stead of sitting Dyin on the table ‘stead of sitting

Black kid white city Hypothetically mixed Trying to fit in wit the cool kids But i gotta be black, how (should) i do this? You aint no real n*gga, you from the burbs Nah you ain't kno bout dat big boy ish, You from the burbs house slave nice slave, cleanin massa dishes, You from the burbs And I’m in the fields breakin my backin pick Wishin’ I wasn't from the hood Nah I aint no real nigga, i’m from the burbs Where the color blind cops pull up trigger fingered, cause im black in the burbs Where the suicide rate for the black teens soar, cause we black in the burbs Where racist raise their slightly racist children wishin’ us darkies back to the hood You ain't no real nigga X You from the burbs Bet I’ll be black cop a chopper or a gat Make brains and bro go splat Better be black, unhooked offed phonics Bye english Hello ebonics Bet Ill be black off percs and mollies Sour dies, seeds of poppy, tina, roxy Bet I’ll be black on some suwoooin’ baisenezz Or throwin Cs through home invsions An official ‘ffiliation that should do it right x2 Its how im posed to be livin, how im doin it right x2 Too hood for white people Too white for the niggas No matter social class status x2 These same bullets hashtag us x2

May I ask question? Why dont blacks + africans have positive progression? Misconceptions lead to disconnections, severed tied never reconnecting Two sides of the same coin so maybe thats why you can’t see each other It takes time to open your eyes through another side, let us try, if we try that is growth That is change 3 eye bleeds, truth be strange If you ask me, y’all both deranged Clowin cultures, y’all both need chains X2” Hol up hol up hol up maxx Let me turn og staxxx Lemme turn to OG X Dissected the lesson hope the injection aint ejection Straight barred intersection on a tape on intersections time for loan collections / bro my bank account be stressin’ guess In retrospection/ shoulda neva interjected deFLECtion then deFECtion Allyship turned white rejection, Gotta leave it x3 Get a trigga x3 Didn’t know I was a muva till had to son a nigga He was coming for my broads, Now he blacking out he blacking out My hands know pacquiao, go pacquiao Tryin pacquiao-out the uptown, granada even hov my own lane madi’s garden And If ain’t discriminal I’ll be a poet criminal This Curse will slit ya syllables my visionals ya visuals Its OG sh political my metaphor is mythical I hope you sense subliminals DAMN! To be black and be african Is to be tied by glass ribbons To be black and african Is to be tied by glass ribbons x2 You see the reason for the disconnection You see the why’s before the misconception You know magnitude, of a complexion The lil child asks bout the wild If the lions tigers bears were on the prowl If AIDS is everywhere are you afoul Ya booty scratcher cousin starvin now? The lil child grows into a man He blacks and proud he’s knows himself and kin Cept’ africans they stayed some savages And they bougie anyway so fuck them Sure they smart but why do they lookin down Like they be superior somehow, Yeah ill talk kente here and now But y’all need to go back to ya town Now here for the immigrated child feelin foreign, forced to exit-ile He thinks the other browns will reconcile His thoughts are wrong they laugh hyena wild Now immigrated child turns to man He’s AfriCAN and Knows his father’s land Know niggas to be gangin hooligans Gun-totin’ violent vicious brands of men Section 8, Ebonics be the main You hoods so disrespectful, got disdain Any black aint from my country chain You see the reasons for the disconnection You see the whys before the misconception You know magnitude of our complexion Black and africans have no rejections To be black tied by glass ribbons To be black and african Tis tied by glass ribbons x2 “But that is growth That is change 3 eye bleeds, truth be strange If u ask me, y’all both deranged Clowin cultures, y’all both need chains X2”

intro Thank you for making it to the conclusion of my essay I hope you learned something More importantly I hope you teach something The only way we progress as society is to progress knowledgeably And to apply that knowledge into our daily livies I didn’t know till I was told So i gotta I let you know Verse HEY I’m Stuck At Intersections No, girl no interjections See that that gets me stressin That you ain’t get these lessons Scriptures weren't really spellin Pictures weren't worth compelling Did I do something wrong Or are these niggas just rebellin/ Repelling/ Ignorance is easy so hes chillen Said that conscious crap is so depressing Started failin failin failin And inhalin halin halin He calllin callin callin His Independent Black Female Out For Not Being Around Woooow Thought you were so proud Nigga Where ya queens now Chrous Call it , bring it, to the bankroll Im falling, keepin, intersect- shall Keep fallin, peepin, interchange rolls Keep fallin, peepin, interchange rolls x3 Bankroll Intersect-shall Interchange rolls Interchange rolls Breakdown I came here to let know Not here for no status quo I brought tools to help grow Decondition you’ll undergo Now Is not an easy time No time to fall in your pride Youth Bliss is in yo past The future is sure shine x2 Ready The Revolution x2 The cavalry come heavy. The cavalry comin fast Verse HEY Leave me at Intersections These people need some lessons All of they damn oppressions overlap and cause regressions This the important message We go through all this stressin But This issue is different Cause systems they just suppress us