Token Nigga

Token nigga

The blacker the berry sweeter the juice/ seem like the lighter the skin the more they book you/ the more you’re offended the more that it’s true/ most niggas use white voice at job interviews/ get the job and pull the chains out now they change they perception/ like all I wanna do is talk about sports and bitches/ hate you when you have dreams of rags to riches/ if you acting this kinda black you must rap with some niggas/ this other kinda black you must like it in the back of your britches/ Where the fuck that leave the man just wantin a better life for his childrens/
Slow down slow down/
Billy doesn’t have a token but Billy is the token/ Cause his parents have no type of complexion/ if you wanna play you need to find a way in/ Saba the black lady who hates Black people will hire you as a bus boy or security guard cause they find you intimidating or think you can only handle dishes/ even if she like black dick don’t mean she not a racist/ hard to look me in my eyes when you too afraid to face it/ you ain’t gotta believe me/ I just hope that you feel me/ fuck the world no safety

Token nigga

The fact of the matter is if it ain’t a fact it don’t matter/ throw the black guy in the group white pockets get fatter/ tell him to smile or ask him what’s the matter/ give him some cookies n addicted to the sugar/ nigga in the magazine surrounded by all the white guys/ is only there to make the brand look hip show an urban side cause a piece of paper only looks better with ink on it/ now he does his best to put his stank on it/ knowin damn well he’d never be caught in the streets with what they got him in/ youll only see some who find satisfaction in just showing face/ some find accomplishment in such odd things/ I never wanted to make music about this/ light skinned complexion/ getn rid of some of the weight/ half my family was rockin mullets in 1998/ Black struggle? Nigga we all struggle. Right so the black struggle plus the we all struggle can get flipped into a superhero

let it linger/ Just ate this whole beat needed a second to lick my fingers/ The streets taught me you’re only free until you gotta do what’s necessary/ and lately I been feeling like my hands are tied/ and time has taught me to never act impatiently/ and life is too short to live in a lie/ It’s like you Stand up for what’s right or take a knee/ sometimes I feel like I’d rather supersoak a WeTta nigga Colin kaepernicka for his jersey hit the crib Smoke some bob Marley with a bad bitches named Brittany/ Idk what’s gotten into me/ jappin a lot lately/ feeling like my time is worth more than any salary/ from pussys/ intimidated by confident energy/ trust me/ they only love you when you under them/ cause you might take they position/ or start a riot in the back of the kitchen/ I ain’t here to hurt nobody but I damn sure ain’t runnin/ and if you think I changed then you just ain’t been paying attention/