To explain my aching heart it
Would take a million buckets to catch my falling tears
Tears coming from my Ancestors that fought so hard so we wouldn't have to 
Never imagined that what I've learned and what I was taught I would see 
Heart breaking
World shattering  
Seeing my brothers fall to the ground with their hands up 
Over what? 
Because being black in America is a crime 
for so long they've wanted us gone 
Now they are taking us out one by one day by day 
I refuse to see the next brotha' being taken out over a broke down car, selling cds or even reaching for his wallet 
I'm scared for my father
My brothers 
My uncles 
My nephew 
Being taught to love the brown skin you are in 
You never would have thought you could lose your life because someone else hates it
Will the names of black people 

that we're killed by cops be named in the future history books? 
No, because to them it didn't happen and to them we are threat 
I stand for #blacklivesmatter
 

And I value my people...