I don’t cry when cops die
but you never ask why
blue lives matter is a lie
another sign of oppression
disconnected from protection and service
blue lights still make me nervous
is this going to be my last breath
sick of black death
and the same old stories
turned into blood orgies
a bullet in our head, now you’re sorry
all of sudden it’s some sort of allegory
stuck in the doesn’t happen category
if I show resistance
I’m complicit in non compliance
deserving of the violence
it ain’t science
cops exercise their right
to keep us silent
they wonder why we riot
we’re dying on this non freedom diet
White America wouldn’t dare try it
now you know why I’m crying
grieving for lost souls
in nightmares underneath my eyelids