Black Boy Miles Canady (Ft. Qua & SeeJay)

[Hook: Miles]
How it feel to be a black boy?
With a target on your back & not a care in the world
How it feel to be a black boy?
Knowing that they hate you & love the back of your girl
How it feel to be a black boy?
When every day you look happy, but inside you losing hope
How it feel to be a black boy?
How it feel to be a black boy?

[Verse 1: Miles]
Breaking news, another PoC gunned down by a C-O-P
We're treated like we're below trees, dirt that won't see no seeds
Meaning we can't grow, they act like they can't hear us, that's Van Gogh
I'm Basquiat, society is monochrome
Pigment won't define a thing, but some are colorblind
Yelling to us "you're nothing and don't you dare think otherwise"
The antithesis to the black stereotype is right here
Also known as a close-minded racist's nightmare
Peep this point of view, first person but I feel omniscient
Will my proper English draw in comments like "you're not like them"?
Will they put me in a box before I can even speak?
Will these policemen let me be and let me leave in peace?
Or will a bullet tell me my life doesn't matter?
My last sight is red lights & seeing people scatter
Another black body lying still
Yet they still ask me how it feels