Excuse Me

I'm just a young man out here
 Trying to get it
 Every young man needs a mentor
 But every young man can be a mentor
 Did you just compliment on how I speak
 Excuse Me
 How you surprised that these kids ain't sleep
 Excuse Me
 What time we arrive ain't on spectrum
 Excuse Me
 When we get there we gon' you show the problem
 Excuse Me
 There's a target on my back
 And I can't have that
 There's a target on my black
 And its a habit
 The kids protesting my black
 That's what the numbers get
 The kids got my back
 That's what the change is
 Every day we hear the same damn song
 Looking for the moment that the wave reform
 This revolution won't televise today
 They want me to believe that all news fake
 I've been feeling out of place
 At the office
 I've been feeling like today
 Could bring a coffin
 Put some respect on my space
 Bro you coughing
 Put some respect on my grace
 Bro I'm launching
 I'm a father of two kids
 Getting that college
 I'm that father of two kids
 That lead with knowledge
 There's a target on my back
 And I can't have that
 There's a target on my black
 And its a habit
 There's a target on my back
 And I can't have that
 There's a target on my black
 And its a habit
 The kids protesting my black
 That's what numbers get
 The kids got my back
 That's what this change is
 Ya need to get outta the way
 Oh, yea sit relax
 There some things that I gotta say
 Oh, yea sit relax
 How ya gone diss me in front my face
 Oh, take that back
 He don't rock designer clothes
 Cuz well he broke
 Look at his shoes they got some holes
 Buying some sneaks he can afford, like Filas or some Reeboks
 He get no girls cuz well he fat
 Black fender on the Cadillac
 Oh did he crash?
 Nah it ain't that
 Well he broke, only got that
 Bouta tell ya something
 Don't like designers, cuz I don't like em things
 Holes up in my feet cuz I was working mane
 Bagged a couple shawtys, cuz they said my weight ain't nothing mane
 April 2019 the year I crashed, almost grew some wangs
 All I'm hearing is haters talking, they all the same
 They keep on saying, boy you came a long way
 Excuse me
 They keep on saying, boy you came the wrong way
 Excuse me
 They keep on saying, go back to your place
 Excuse me
 Ya terminated, now get the hell up outta my face
 Excuse me
 There's a target on my back
 And I can't have that
 There's a target on my black
 And its a habit
 The kids protesting my black
 That's what numbers get
 The kids got my back
 That's what the change is