Being Black

Hey, was up?
I may be black
But I'm not from the hood
Stop streotyping
And see the good
I don't handle guns
I don't run the streets
Come see me at the school track meet
I go to school
I do my work
Stop judging me
I'm not a jerk
Don't mean to disrespect
Don't mean to step on no toes
Just here to keep you in check
And let you know
I'm going to rise to the top
Than you'll see
Reading the paper
That would be me
It won't be form crime
It won't be from doing time
Than you'll say
This black woman
Made it all the way
So don't believe the hype
Please don't streotype
I'm not a hoodlum
I'm just being me
Don't believe everything you want to see