One pill
Two pills
Red pill
Blue pill
Black face
Blue gun
Old story
New Sun
In these hands I have two pills
Take the blue pill, my story ends with you waking up in your bed believing whatever it is you want to believe
Believe that I disobeyed
Believe that I was a threat
Believe that my life was a danger to theirs and yours
Believe them when they say the dash cam timed out and they truly lost the evidence
Believe them when they say I was already apprehended with three broken ribs holding me up straight, Niagara Falls' bloody sister on my tongue, and a crushed spirit keeping me alive
Ignore my mother... when she cries demanding justice for her son
Her first born child
Her baby boy
Ignore my friends when they tell you what potential I had to change the world
Ignore the witnesses when they try to tell you what really happened that day
Instead, listen to the media when they run through my history
Pay very close attention when they justify my death
My death
MY DEATH
By citing a traffic violation
Let them persuade you not to empathize with my lifeless body by letting you hear the words that leave my lips today
Believe them when they say I was out of control
Listen to the people who will say that I was just another statistic
A new number on an endless list of complaints
Believe them when they say that you're not the problem
That the System is not the problem
That stereotypes and racism died after the Civil Rights Movement
Trust them when they say that my family
My friends
My People are over-exaggerating and that the only problem in America today is our inability to simply... move on
One pill
Two pills
Red pill
Blue pill
Black face
Blue gun
Old story
New Sun
You take the red pill, I'll try my best to open your eyes and show you how deep my pain goes
