Listen son stop trying to tell me I don't belong here
Because I was black in the state of Virginia which makes me American
With these large brown eyes you see staring At your phony pretending  concern, you use kung fu words  with the speed of Bruce Lee  all the while trying to edge closer to my personal life which will remain closed
You think that claiming to love and follow Denzil Washington and Oprah
Will make me feel loved and distracted
What do you know about the highs and lows of being Black?
I'm about to back you up and put you in your place
And stay out of the place you keep trying to put me
Cause who I am is ...me