Vitiligo Krizz Kaliko

[Verse 1: Krizz Kaliko]
I grew up a young choir boy
Christian like Chris is like the last one you ever think to pick a fight (Ah-ha)
Kids used to throw rocks at me
When the bus stops at me house, sis would come running out (Ah-ha)
"Leave my brother alone!" she would tell 'em
"I'ma kill 'em momma, if they send him home again yellin'
I'ma erase at least one of 'em from this place
I hate it, they make fun of him 'cause his face"
Go on and on, travelin' on through adolescence
Teach 'em a lesson, carry a weapon
'Cause that's the only way to keep 'em off of me
They teasin' me awfully bad
Wish I could take off my mask and I'm asking my momma
"Why you think the lord seen it fit to hit me with this?
He could make a different Krizz if he wanted to"
Here's what I'm gonna do: I'ma tattoo my face and erase this
This is Vitiligo

[Chorus: Barbara Word & Krizz Kaliko]
What kind of life is that for a boy who looks like this? (Famous)
Wanting to fit in this world, but it's just a wish
Pointing fingers, people whisper, silhouette of a lonely figure
Where can he go?
Where can he hide? Livin' inside of his Vitiligo