Quick to draw
Quick to shoot
Standing ten toes
And when I do I don't salute
How y'all get 5 for murder
But we get 15 for an illegal burna
I knew a young black boy
Not much older than me
That fell victim to the system
City screaming set him free
I'm questioning whether it's sympathy or empathy
Until I know what's real I'll be begging on my knees
Someday, I pray for a better life
Someday, I pray that we see the light
Someday, I pray that the people see us as their equal
Someday, maybe one day
Shot dead in the streets, look how they did my homie
Tears running faster than he could
That's what they told me
They use reality as a form hate
Use my skin as the canvas watch them paint
Someday, I pray for a better life
They claim want peace
But ignite strife
They put guns on the block
For us to take our own lives
Someday, I pray that we see the light
I'm fighting for my rights
While I'm staring down a tunnel
Pleading officer please
I don't want any trouble
Someday, I pray that the people see us as their equal
I pray that this life doesn't come with a sequel
Someday, maybe one day
Someday, I pray for a better life
Someday, I pray that we see the light
Someday, I pray that the people see us as their equal
Someday, maybe one day