“Drag”
*inhale cigarette* She takes a drag Oh what a drag Oh What a drag This poor black girl aint even poor Shes just black She affords George Floyd the weight of the world On her back And oh aint it sad Aint it sad she Cant even bare To see her dad His black self hatred Ingrained in her nature Deep seeded And depleted their roots Poor black girl Her people wont see the truth If they can't string you up they'll just hand you the noose And when you say Its enough They just put You on the news Come out With your hands up Yeah You know how they do Another pull Another gasping for air She takes a drag Filling her lungs With black smoke With black fear With black tears Oh what a drag Oh what a drag Can we make it Till next year Can we make it Till next month Can we make it Till tonight This black girl Might have tears In her eyes But this girl came to fight
