VERSE
I told my mom today “ Be careful, be aware.
They actin’ crazy. If they stare, they prolly scared you have a virus. “
The fact we have a tyrant in the office who can stop this anytime but doesn’t want to.
Now they judge us for our eyelids.

To be honest it ain’t new. Been hated since the 90s ( 1882-90 EXCLUSION ACT).
They hate the view if you Korean, Japanese, or Chinese.
Since kings, queens and pharaohs spilled ink inside papyrus.
In just a day, they could turn your fear into a act of violence.

And no apology, no effort, no denying it.
Drivin’ even further now to pile up the mileage.
They want us to be silent, but my eyes are cryin out for all the victims.
Got me sick, because they don’t know what the crime is.

I Promise I didn’t want to write about this.
In the process my surroundings brought it up to me and told me its a problem.
All I have is all this anger built up inside of my conscience.
Wondering if there’s even a option aside from writin inside the columns.

VERSE
I’m back to tuckin' something now in case someone approaches.
I thought my days of looking over my shoulder was over.
Now we on the poster. Looked down upon like roaches.
Was sober for a minute now I’m thinkin' of uppin' the dosage.

I feel the vibe and I feel the need to survive.
And Not just rhymin' anymore. I need this to keep me alive.
To keep me sane. I try to pray the pain away, but then it stays.
I can’t complain this is the reality I need to face.

Fucked up to say. Nobody’s safe it’s just a money race.
I stop and pray to God and hope to God it’s just a another phase.
They judge my race by the face. They always been this way.
Until it makes some paper Then they quick to imitate.

Don’t wanna think this way about the situation.
Knowing all that it creates is bigger hate and instigation.
But the way I feel right now? Reciprocation.
They don't want the conversation. They just want to use intimidation.

VERSE
I know they hatin'. They waitin' for us to fall.
Playin' nice like they love you. Trust me, I see it all
The devil workin' harder now that evil's involved.
Another reason why I pray to God that He gets involved.

Cannot believe that “We The People” treatin' people so wrong.
Like they been waiting patiently to say that we don’t belong.
Behind the scenes, so appalled. I See the seed in us all.
The minor difference in our pigments been deceiving us all.

How can we call it evolving if all of us cannot revolve around a cause to keep calm, and make this problem resolve?
Off the wall, gettin' faded now, lost in the sauce.
I hit the pause. I ain’t playing down this time as a loss.

I felt proud when I used to tell them where I was from.
That I’m an Asian American, one nation under God.
Now I’m ashamed for ever thinking that after all of this time.
Different shapes and sizes of our eyes made all of us blind.