#voice: WorldPatternz #
Unfortunately it seems some adults need verbal proof
that their mindsets haven't expanded they've been stuck in their youth
Look back far enough, every color bled the same
Trace the lines, we all came from one place
You asking where your white brothers went
Like suffering got a race preference
Every shade got scars, every skin got stories
Your tunnel vision missing all the other glories
Every race been through hell, every culture survived
Fighting different battles just to stay alive
From the reservations to the barrios and ghettos
To the sweatshops and the fields where the pain still echoes
But you only see struggle through your narrow beam
Middle school hallways, getting clowned every day
Predominantly Mexican but I look the wrong way
Completely white on the surface, that's what they see
Couldn't hear my parents speaking Spanish at home to me
75% Hispanic but my skin tone got them fooled
In my own community, but I'm getting ridiculed
They speaking Spanish, I'm speaking Spanish back
But my complexion got them thinking that I lack
The culture in my blood, the rhythm in my soul
Judge a book by its cover, that's how ignorance rolls
Same kids whose abuelas cooking rice and beans
Acting like I'm the outsider in these scenes
While I'm going home to pastelitos on my plate
They assumed I was the enemy at the gate
Most of them grew up, learned to see past the surface
Realized judging by skin tone ain't got no purpose
But some stayed stuck in that elementary mindset
Adults still thinking race defines who gets respect
So I'm the push they need to wake them from their sleep
Show them how shallow and stupid that thinking runs deep
You grown as hell but thinking like you're still in third grade
Talking 'bout your 'white brothers' like it's some parade
Pathetic how you never learned to expand your view
Still crying 'bout some made-up loss, boo-hoo
Where your brothers went? They evolved, they moved on
While you stuck singing sad songs 'bout a time that's gone
Acting like struggle got a copyright, got a patent
While real fighters of all shades been staying at it
Your ignorance is showing, it's embarrassing to see
A grown person this small-minded, this petty
I survived being judged by kids who didn't know better
But you? You should know better, you're a grown debtor
Real brothers don't come in one shade or one flavor
Real brothers stand together, that's the only behavior
Puerto Rican, Black, Asian, White - we all bleed red
When injustice hits the streets, we all move ahead
My brotherhood includes everyone who stands for right
Not just people who look like me in broad daylight
That's what growing up taught me, that's what struggle shows
Unity comes from the heart, not from how your skin glows
WORLDPATTERNZ
