1 & 2
White women speaking in monotones,
Thugs on the corner, you pick the color.
Kings and Queens of the Commonwealth
They have so many flavors of us: sand, beige, high yellow, but it all ends with an "N."
"I feel like a beast when I walk into a room; nobody knows the trouble I've been through." (Silence)
Notes from the underground
"Nobody cares about this colonized kid and his heart." (Silence)
What's fun and safe to a Gun?
Niggas on the avenue plotting their demise
Fields made of concrete
Here's what love looks like in a container
The euphoria after the money shot, eyes on the green.
I don't believe in dreams anymore; I am an American.
Everyone wants ownership over their kids, but someone owns our kids
Lonely men are like loaded guns.