Brothers
Sit down
Gather around
There's something that I have to say
It's something that we as black men have to deal with from day to day Driving, walking or standing can get you shot, even killed; in total dismay We live in a country in which being human is of value to no one The race card is always on our backs Which gives carte blanche to our white counterparts to open fire and attack So my black brothers Before you leave the house at any given time Weigh this heavy on your mind Make sure you have armed yourself before you take that walk By reducing your manhood to nothingness as you digest the talk
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