How's a phone gone be mistaken for a gun Everyone you know carries a phone, but not all carry a gun You'd think it be obvious by now to determine The look, shape, and size of a cellular device To that of a firearm It's not the colors on the screen, it's the color of the skin That is causing the cops to ring alarms Probably first internally then firing a bullet at a black or brown kid Who is suddenly getting a eulogy, prematurely A gross understatement, he should still be alive But it seems certain matters don't pertain to certain lives How many names gotta be said, how much blood gotta be shed We done seen too many comply and not resist yet still end up dead While the system refuses to admit its dead wrong Families are putting loved ones in their graves And the president asks for peace and calm Do you really think we as people are going to remain head strong? Sick and tired of being sick and tired Fed up with being fed up My black queen alerting me to all the signs Cuz she been knowing that this a setup From the Black Wall Street to HR four four three seven To building a wall and killing on all streets Ma'Kiah Bryant lying on the pavement in dead silence All she wanted was help but got violence from all the sirens Lack of training? Lack of humanity? How about lack of realizing when you shoot that man You're killing a whole family