You Don't Know Video (MV)

Poolside, at a birthday party
Daughters swimming, friends must be funny
Glad she, doesn't have to worry
Only black guy, at this party
Black boy, black mom, black dad
Winchester, happy child, not sad
When they, separate it's not bad
Transformers, Ninja Turtles, new fads
Move to the, Dub, 1992
New house, new friends, new school
Black boy, white mom, black dad
Now with sports cards all in my bag
Country life, when all I know, city
Black mom, out of touch, ain't pretty
Allowed to cuss, when dad's not around
New life, soon loneliness abounds.

Ever walk in the room and feel every single eye concentrate on you?
You don't know
Nah you don't know
And even though they smile, can't help and wonder why, it feels like they hate you?
You don't know
Nah you don't know

I miss my mom, but I got time
I miss my mom, but I got time
I miss my mom, but I got time
I miss my mom, but I got time
I miss my mom, but I got time
I miss my mom, but I got time
I miss my mom, but I got time
I miss my mom, but I got time

Act white, even though I'm so black
Too young, didn't see an attack
Brushed it off, kept my cool, so calm
Too busy, singing, Garth Brooks songs
Got older, kinda nice with the rock
Played D, plus a dope jump shot
Anxiety, when the game official
Too worried, bout getting the whistle
Loved girls, but I was so shy
Plus they, ain't know bout black guys
Plus their, parents wasn't going with it
Wrote notes, in person couldn't say a sentence
Finish school, now it's off to college
Whole life, I failed to acknowledge
No black, influ cept for my dad
Maybe that's, why I'm on this path

Ever walk in the room and feel every single eye concentrate on you?
You don't know
Nah you don't know
And even though they smile, can't help and wonder why, it feels like they hate you?
You don't know
Nah you don't know

Can't tell me nothing, so naive
Can't tell me nothing, so naive
Can't tell me nothing, so naive
Can't tell me nothing, so naive
Can't tell me nothing, so naive
Can't tell me nothing, so naive
Can't tell me nothing, so naive
Can't tell me nothing, so naive

Black boy, white girl, 1 daughter
2 moms, both gone, 1 father
Stepfather, finally got to see mom
Capon Bridge, still, known as home
Morgantown, seems safe enough
Chiv and fam, they had e-nough
Still ain't recovered from 2016
Always feel, like, they out to kill me
My people killed, in Buffalo
Johnny Depp, still, getting press though
Never feel right, around a cop
2020 just an afterthought
Table side, at a birthday party
My daughter, smiling, got no worries
I smile, like the guests won't see
The only black guy at the party.

Ever walk in the room and feel every single eye concentrate on you?
You don't know
Nah you don't know
And even though they smile, can't help and wonder why, it feels like they hate you?
You don't know
Nah you don't know