[Jay Threats] So, you want us to forgive all the innocent lives lost? Let bygones be bygones when our brothers are dying young? You're telling me we're murdered cause a cop's eyesight is wrong? Nah, see color only, no question on what your sights are on I saw a weapon I thought I saw 6 others All they see are blurs of color, culture in their camera shutters The ones that k** me still walk the streets free But when I walk I have to check my back for people stalking? Man is this the world we live in? Is this the life I'm given? Where I can speak my last words and no one gets a sentence? what We try to prosper but the shackles are concealed They get more visible with every young black that flies out of his Hands up, don't shoot Drop The only weapon he could have been reaching for was GOD At least he finally got him, finally free from our cage I can see him fly high while I'm filing these chains, Jay