V1
Tried to make it in the States, didn’t go so well
Everybody so heated made it hot like hell
Still can’t nobody talk about race
Even tho the shit cold cocked straight in the face
America the genocide, turned into a company
How the richest nation got so many Hungary?
Pullin up the bootstraps only lead to loot traps
Rat race rhythm only workin for the fat cats
Snap! Go the rat trap, specially when skin Black
Feelin like we take another step and then we backtrack
Never fit in. I’m a mulatto
weird and I’m here bitch, that’s the new motto
Come to the queer sphere no fear grotto
Where we learn to love ourselves, opposite of what they taught us
You are smart, talented, amazing
Don’t stick around when a place drives you crazy

C1
When you’re losin yo mind
When you runnin outta time
When you’re feelin kinda blue
When you don’t know what to do
When they don’t understand
When you don’t know where to land
When you treated unfairly
When the death rate scary
If you feelin really low
If you don’t know where to go
If you workin really hard
And you still don’t have a yard
If you can’t choose a side
If there’s nowhere to hide
If you’re unappreciated
Increasingly jaded

V2
Millions of people in this world migrate
Where’s a better life? It’s not my job to placate
Take a risk, take a chance, elevate perspective
No mandatory classes, life is elective
Nina, James, Angela, Audre
Even Dave Chappelle saw the states as tawdry
Everybody left, too insane in the brain
When ya mother, father, sista, brotha, cousin, gettin slain
Young ones, so anxious, taking their lives
Any damn difference and bullies despise
Liberal arts means debt and drinking
Loss of brain cells outweighs the thinking
Messy ass system of public education
It ain’t the 60s and still segregation
Don’t get me wrong I still miss California
So damn expensive, who can afford it?

C2
If things are never gonna change
If the hood stay the same
If their eyes all blinded
If they stubborn-minded
When ya doin all ya can
When books are gettin banned
When ya paycheck to paycheck
When ya pressured to stay fresh
When you wanna be alone
And everybody home
If you need yo space (better run like a race)

V3
All I’m sayin is that stayin maybe out of obligation
Ain’t a healthy choice and may lead to complication
All the ancestors sayin come home
Nobody can tell you different you grown
It’s a lot of work but you can get out on your own
Certain situations nothin you can do to mollify
Bars in your mind are fear of the unknown
If we seek asylum Al Jazeera say we qualify

C3
You know you don’t have to stay
Don’t have to be this way
It’s a big big world
And you not a little girl
If it’s bringing you down
And you don’t wanna stick around
Let yourself be free