I see you black man full of pride.
Walking with your chin up, chest out, and your shoulders back.
Strong, bold, and fearless.
Your presence commands attention when you walk into the room.
You arrived here in shackles and they try to keep you in those same chains.
Afraid of your power.
You were beaten down and separated from your family.
Sold to the highest bidder.
Yet, everyday you fight for your freedom and respect.
Trying to survive in a world that thinks your worth more dead than alive.
Protecting and providing for your family is your state of mind.
When you are out there hustling and on your grind.
They see you as a hoodlum, a nigga and a thug.
When we know that, you derived from mathematicians, inventors, scientist, and kings.
Ruling as far as the eye can see.
Envied for your masculinity, strength, will power, and virility.
A complex guarded soul, hardened by the cruelties of the world.
Only exposing yourself to your queen.
I see you black man. Standing tall full of pride. I love it. I cannot lie.