Puff puff pass

I wanted to be cool so I gave it everything I had
Only to realize that the cost to be cool was a heavy mass
Now look at me,
The ******* in the grass
Over here trying to pull miracles out his ***
Scrapping up loose change to buy some new crack *******
Trying to get a quick fix from the ***** with the new mix
Whispering in everybody's ears
"I'll **** your **** for a quick lick"
Literally doing something strange for some change
Look how pathetic I became

Puff Puff pass*

sigh

Can't you tell,
I sold my soul that day
Now here I lay under the Sun's ray
Burning away
Hoping I'll leave this world in a peaceful way
All while knowing I wasn't cool that day

In fact,

I was nothing more than a fool wouldn't you say

I was born in the age of the struggle
Trying to become something in a world my kind was not accepted
Constantly dodging bullets that the white man seemed to have an infinite amount of
As the corrupt turned a blind eye unofficially proclaiming my kind irrelevant
All because my skin is not as white as the North Pole
All because before I was born I was labeled incompetent
Unable to do anything other than picking cotton in the blazing heat
Destined to be the white man's little *****
Being blamed for everything even though we can't do anything
Taken from my home against my will
Thinking about the tears my little girl now sheds as she was bend over on all fours
I was born in the age of the struggle
But my struggle is one that never went down in history
All because I am nothing more than a wild beast
Even though I had life that was stolen from me