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The young black millennial
An interesting species to be honest
The strongest
Yet also the weakest
The young black
We let ourselves get lost in pretend lives that aren’t the deepest
Even when we know our parents pockets aren’t the deepest
The young
We feeding on likes and follows
But still bleeding from the inner fight that follows
You are hollow
The young black millennial
Living in the age of self-consciousness
The great black consciousness
The young black
So misguided
The young
Untapped potential
But you hide it
Because you understand
That somehow
Yes you Young black millennial
This world wasn’t made for you
The people aren’t for you
Even their damned god ain’t for you
Young black
Oh sorry I meant you aren’t for him
The young
Been going to Church since you’ve been bred
Mama hoping god will save you from these nyaope streets
But the truth is the streets already got to your head
Ain’t no white god looking to save no black boy
The Young black millennial
You are god
In your own god damned right
Funny right
You saved yourself
There ain’t no holy trinity that could ever de-taint your skin
The young black
From what it’s been
Because it was what it was
Way before you ever could’ve been
The young