• Who else but me, can see the state of emergency that we face
    Cause wearin of certain clothin can get a brother a case
    Talkin pants, Air Force Ones, and a baseball cap
    It's casual, but to authorities it mean you sellin crack
    It's a shame I can't ride on the rich side of town
    Without bein pulled over, thrown on the hood and patted down
    Searchin my person for weapons and drug paraphenalia
    It's rough on a thug that's what I'm tellin ya
    When I say thug, I don't mean I'm 'sposed to be locked behind bars
    Cause my acronym for thug is True Hero Under God
    But still I'm a criminal cause I got gold teeth
    Ain't no justice for blacks, just-us with no sleep
    And they wonder why I keep a Glock 40 on my hip
    Cause Houston police department love to empty full clips
    Accidental death? Bullshit! They murdered all my eses
    Chinga tu madre de policina {?} puente
    If they get out of line, I get out of line
    I'll be damned if I don't fight for my freedom and don't mind dyin
    Already got one foot in the grave, ain't s**t for me to jump in
    Almost overdosin on codeine, heart barely pumpin
    I'm high all the time, straight addicted
    Paranoid, my dog might be a detective, so I don't wanna kick it
    Even though I don't rob banks or sell street rocks
    I still be callin collect to Trae to say, come bail me out
    This crooked-a** America, I swear they got some game
    Every city I travel to, the situation the same
    I can't even say it's racial cause I got some white friends
    Then again, they get patted cause I'm not a white friend
    It's a shame