Mr. Blackman

[Chorus]

Hey Mr. Blackman

God nappy headed afro

No one can hang with me

[Verse 1]

I feel like every move I make is gon' be wrong

It’s like I don’t belong

I’ve never been in prison

But you’re thinkin’ that it won’t be long

Supersquar wrote this song

Sometimes I fell that when you stare me

You wish that it’s a noose I was chokin’ on

You treat me like a reckless dummy

Show no respect of me

I can't even take a breath

Without it changing your perspective of me

You always think that you're a step above me

My gear is fresh;

You think I'm dressing ugly

Guess it's just the essence of me

And I don’t know if I can take it

I can be on the block

Without being under surveillance

I hate it

And everywhere I go

I’m like a motherfuckin’ problem

'Cause everywhere I go

These niggas think I’m gonna rob them

Damn!

[Chorus]

Hey Mr. Blackman

God, nappy headed afro

No one can hang with me

[Verse 2]

Cops always see me think my [?]

Cavity searches whenever they see my crew comin’

Now I’m locked up

And I ain’t even do nothing

Can’t even get a decent meal

I got to chew rubbish

My girlfriend's white, her parents

Think I might hurt her

See I’m a nice guy

They treat me like I’m Ike Turner

They think I like murder

Like I'm a night lurker

Sayin' I don’t think this fucking guy is right for her

Can just live without getting judged

So I can live happily?

So what do I got to give

So I can get love

Im trying to be family

See I'm running like an athelete

Calling me to have fashy feet

[?]

This shit is bogus

I’m hopeless

When you grew up in a nice house

I was living with the roaches

I just need to focus

I know this

But how do I approach this?

Women lust for the roaches

I’m singin’

[Chorus]

Hey Mr. Blackman

God nappy headed afro

No one can hang with me

No one can hang with me