I'm feeling uncomfortable
While making people feel uncomfortable
That I get mad when they don't take my face seriously
I know I'm not the brownest one
But sometimes I feel I'm the only one
Who likes to talk about this white washed breed
You think I'm exaggerating
But when a cop stops your dad from dropping you off
On a quiet suburban street, do you think I'm wrong
Don't laugh when I exert some pride
Not talking about it doesn't solve anything
Not talking about it doesn't solve anything
It's not that you're insensitive
I couldn't care less if you're sensitive
It's the fact that you and I still consider myself white
When I see someone in the crowd
With the same face as mine
You have no idea what that feels like
You say, It's just a joke
Well, I'll say, They're just feelings
You'll laugh it off again
While I'll still wish that my skin was peeling