Chance

Genesis, chapter eleven, verse ten

Explains the genealogy of Shem

Shem was a black man, in Africa

If you repeat this fact, they can't laugh at ya

Seem to not take it too well

When I tell you that it's not the reason I fell

Then you know just how he felt

When you look at how you gave enough chance to sell

All I ever wanted was a chance for myself

Why the fuck do you even speak?

It's not a choice of speech, and it sure ain't free

to keep your edge

Stay in your corner, fuck you up, we lost our chill

All you ever wanted was a chance for yourself

To represent a thing that we have started to build

All I ever wanted was a chance for myself

Been chewed up but it makes you proud

You're the dark skinned nigga in a sold out crowd

Looking at the girl with the thick, blonde braids

And you're tryin' to make out what her t-shirt says

No one really cares what thug life means

They wanna be surrounded but they hate to breathe

The air is thick as I plan my escape

All I ever wanted as a chance for myself