Текст песни Pardon my Rant - A.B

Plot to get a bag like Ed Edd n Eddy
I be chasing dreams, they start to call me Freddy
They be trying to kill me with a dang machete
I pop in with an uzi to prove they wasn't ready
Push my chips in this poker championship
That boy legit the misfit with the pencil left grip
Chip on his shoulder heavy as a boulder
Over the years the tears made his heart grow colder
Am, lost boys tryna become a man
My money being taken tax free by Uncle Sam
Big tax returns, that ain't no good
These are the things we need to teach the kids up in the hood
Black man down no one makes a sound
It's so normal now no one breaks a frown
Sad reality, it's a casualty
I understand when it says we fight against
Principalities, spirituality guide the nikes on my feet
If you haven't walked in these shoes you can not come for me
You can miss me with the bull like the number 23
My gas tanks on full I cruise till I end up on E
Black on black crimes listen that's a myth
Y'all just use that ish to justify racist intents
Forgive my language, you just gotta face it
I'm pouring out my heart, this is the hip hop basics
They gonna throw stones but I keep on rolling
People on social media phones always mind controlling
I still love Yeshua, He's the sovereign ruler
You 'wanna shoot me believe me that He address the shooter
Don't get it misconstrued, I love you all
If you don't love me back that's cool, just don't get involved
Please don't call me rude it's just my passion called
Pardon my rant, I just had to get that off
Shout out to Wayne Klassik, one of the goats
Black lives matter, and yes, I am white
I just see the flaws in the system, I believe in the imago dei
You all are beautiful
Love yourself, and beep racism