My old man’s White
My old mom’s not.
My last name gives me rights,
My skin and face do not.
I never cursed my old man,
Never winced at my tan.
I’d be able to do more with my life
If I denied who I am.
Work will crush my dad,
Unemployment my mom.
The future’s undecided for me;
I’m neither of them.
youkeepthemoney. 