Artist: Yung Chad
Album:  Undergrad
Song:   Mixed Up Poem
Typed by: @YungChad92

Smoked out 
Blowin mad reefer Mississippi nigga 
Growing up 
Funny ass looks is that my baby sitta 
No my momma 
Yeah a nigga darker still I'm fair as ever 
Late 90's early 2000's plucking my feathers 

All I see is white faces 
Hearing slurs out the mouths of white racist 
Where is all the brothas we were slim in white places 
Took em awhile to come to terms with miscegenation 
Yeah I was mixed so that's my life that I never hated 

As I got older I smoked out and got culture faded 
Cultivated I learned they manipulated my mind as a baby 
And said jus take it the white man will make it 
But fuck all that the men they talk about have never saved me 

Jus maybe lock me up one less thug 
Try to take em off the streets cause all they do is drugs 
I ain't no model citizen but bitch I ain't no scrub 
I'm sick and tired all these people saying mmm hush 

I was born before the 1995 
See I was breathing on this earth before the LA riots 
I can tell you at that time deep down we still divide 
Slap a smile on they face but hate you down inside 

Now her momma said she couldn't date me cause I'm brown 
I don't want my daughter mixin up and seen round town 
Holdin hands with a color boy look how that sounds 
No Becky that's not good you know I don't allow 

At the time not many sistas or Latinas round 
So when I finally found my Latin queen I held it down 
The thing is yeah I'm half white the times have changed and now 
Half breeds are aight so Ima hold the crown