Not Black Enough - Proper.

Hey man, we need to talk

And this time I’ll try not yelling

I just don’t appreciate remarks

About how ‘real black people' are jive talking fatherless felons

Who the fuck are you to tell me I’m not black enough?

Cuz if I lost my cool in the eyes of the law I’d be 2 shades too dark to trust

Being black isn’t getting to use the N word

Honestly I’d prefer if no one said it all

No, being black isn’t wearing a ‘Free Chief Keef' tall t-shirt

Waiting for your father or parole officer to call

No, that’s not it

Hey man, you’re kind of an asshole

For thinking it’s cool to say that shit

I never fucking asked you

Your opinions on Tyler Perry or interracial relationships

Or how bad you want to fuck a black girl

Because objectification’s some accomplishment

Or how easy I must have it

Because what’s in my pants must be really big

But being black isn’t having a 12 inch dick

Although I’ve let the assumption get me laid more times than I care to admit

No, being black isn’t being a mad woman

Having to trick or gold dig to support hood rat kids

No, that’s not it

So hey man, don’t you dare tell me what I am

I’m not your oreo or a coconut

Or whatever clever euphemisms you make up

I know it’s hard to believe

But we’re not all the same

I don’t need your insight on my people’s pop culture

Let that sink in

I’m black

And most days I’m proud to be

Proud of our culture, proud of or history

But that doesn’t solely define me

I refuse to let my skin color become my identity

Or whatever else you want to try to use to confine me

So who are you to tell me I’m not black enough?