"What Do They Want"

"What Do They Want"

What do they want from a guy like me?

What does she want from a guy like me?

What does he want from a guy like me?

What do they want from a guy like me?

Do they just want me to shine and succeed?

Or do they want me broken down and in need?

Or do they want to see this black man free?

Or do they want to see my face put on a tee (t-shirt)?

What do they want from a guy like me?

Now think about it.

What is it that they claim that’s really in need?

Now think about it.

A mix of things that they know they can’t describe it.

Y’all on the plane, and they want you to be the pilot.

They want you to go high and low like that ain’t a conflict,

But there's a storm, and Lord forbid you go and crash it.

Woah, the virus catching bodies like it’s nothing, man.

Woah, these racists tryna get us, thinking they lost control.

In none of these issues, gov. ain’t got in hold.

Forget all of that, man, now I’m on the go.

But that’s life.

And I’m on the move to protect my life.

Now the goal’s to make sure that I'm alive.

Now the goal's to make sure that I survive.

‘Cuz nowadays everybody got a grife.

And nowadays everybody got they knives.

But I play it smart and got to always think twice.

‘Cuz I ain’t a cat, and I ain’t got 9 lives.

What do they want from a guy like me?

What does she want from a guy like me?

What does he want from a guy like me?

What do they want from a guy like me?

Ever since I been me, I knew they wanted me to be like everybody else and all that other stuff,

Rock them clothes like my bros and all that other stuff,

Speak that slang like the gangs and all that other stuff.

But I got my own lil swag, I’m doing own thang.

I’m cruising at my own speed in my own lane.

Almost two decades strong and ain’t a thang changed.

Been rocking to my own drums, and yet they thought it’s strange.

I chose the Zachariah route, and now I’m Doctor Strange.

I’m at a different altitude and I’m on a higher plane.

I got that “IT” factor, dawg, I can’t be contained.

Know that I always been me, that much I maintained.

My mind, my heart, and my soul are on the same page.

I went through more than I get credit, yet I still remain.

And I ain’t going without a fight, I’m lettin’ them shots rang.

But I ain’t got to have a gun to go out with a bang.

I grew into my own, yo, and yet some love to hate it.

I got a flame burning strong and it ain’t never fading.

Life is a game of chess, yo, yet some underplay it.

The goal’s to play the game wise, and not get checkmated.

What do they want from a guy like me?

What does she want from a guy like me?

What does he want from a guy like me?

What do they want from a guy like me?

Do they just want me to shine and succeed?

Or do they want me broken down and in need?

Or do they want to see my face put on a tee (t-shirt)?

Or do they want to see this black man free?