Hate:

The hate you give

The love I got

Why does the color of my skin get me shot

Why can’t you see past the color of my skin

Why is it hard for us to be friends

Why can’t you see past the color of my skin

I’m more than just the color of my skin

You say slick and mean things

You say don’t take it personal it’s just a name

If I get mad I’m a stereotype

I’m proud of my skin whether it’s red, green, black or white

Why can’t you see past the color of my skin

I’m not the problem it’s you my friend