Believe Me
Officer, I’m begging you to believe
That never ever have I smoked weed
And please do not tell me that I have to leave
I need to stay in school and continue to read
Picture if you were me
Where everyone believes that you have a baby
By the time you reach the age of a teen
And the only question they ask is if you crip or bleed
But what if that’s not the case
Up my sleeve, I think I have an ace
That can answer the problems that all people face
No matter the skin color, no matter the race
It doesn’t involve mixing baking soda
Or shooting a brother just cause somebody told ya
Or shooting a ball because that’s how they coached ya
Or rapping like Chief Keef, King Sosa.
It’s called education
No matter what you do that should be the foundation
You won’t need a welfare donationYou can live your life and even vacation
I now see some police
Some start riots instead of keeping the peace
That’s the difference between them and me
I see a few bad apples not a whole tree
Some will cause my parents grief
By killing me, by killing me
Like Eric Garner
I cannot breath
But I promise I will garner my responsibilities
I want to succeed
No, I have to succeed
My life will not end at 23
I will beat that expectancy
And have children to carry my legacy
But, Officer, it’s not my weed.Officer it’s not my weed.