Songtext Feel so sad Tech N9Ne

Feel so sad

Real, real, real stories

Aaron is so cute, that's what they used to say to me
9th grade, young female teachers almost every day to me
That's when
I wore the high top fade and curly frees with bravery
'Cause the gangstas say it ain't the way to be
But all of the women hella thought it was savory (mhmm)
In my Guess fit, popular, you guessed it
Hip-Hop dance and rapper, in a talent shows, I blessed it
Hardly rode the bus home 'cause I stayed after displayed laughter with the greyed passer
I'm a lay master and everybody know that I'm a bae catcher
Walking home on cloud nine, a hundred percent man about mine
Then I crossed the way, there was a grown man stopped at a red light hella on shout time, he said "hey!"
When I looked I was thinking that I hope this person ain't pistol happy
Then right before he drove off, the man blew a kiss my way and then he whistled at me, I'm like, "mother-"
Then he sped off, I was thinking man I wanna tear his head off, then I stopped 'cause I was tripping
Walking, I was almost home, I kept dipping
Got home, then I asked my mama why did he say hey at me instead of hey at a girl
Then my mom just looked right at me and said, "Baby dawg, that's the way of the world"
Later that night, I hooked up with two homies to work on a dance routine
Got it done then allotted some time to holla at some fine and scan boo things
But when my two homies seen two dudes, hugged up, now they really mean to feud
I said, "yo!" then some cray happened
One of the homies said time for gay-bashing
The two ran up and attacked the dudes
I don't know what they thought they had to prove
They was swinging with so much aptitude
But I could not deal with all that abuse
I said, "what in the fuck!"
Ya done messed up, it ain't peaceful
You know it's effed up and plus evil
So why in the hell are you doing that to innocent people

Feel so sad, I'm not perfect
Always kill, feel so sad and I can't see it slowing
Feel so sad, I'm not perfect
Always kill, feel so sad and I can't see it slowing

Sophomore year, man I lost more tears
'Cause of people hating people and it cost more fear
My school, it was the stash pot for gangstas with ragtops
You'd get your ass shot, that year we had so many mascots
How could we do no wrong and schools were integrated
How could we do no wrong, racism demonstrated
Better be moving on before I'm eliminated
Possibly use the chrome because I've been degraded
Scratch that, I'm not that cat
I would never wanna keep a rrat-tat in my backpack
Never had nobody to snap at, I'm a class act
But one day somebody had doom
We heard two blacks got stab wounds
And got beat and kicked, white elites and shit
When the lights went out in the bathroom
Everybody was heated, people been mistreated
It's a damn shame that a Klan came and gave a man pain
A misdeed hit 'cause of skin tone
Them gone to the hospital from a sin zone
Skin domes doing them wrong
You can send home but they been gone
Now everybody on edge
Classroom break to the bathroom seen hood niggas
And they all want heads
Bad moon hate taking that tune
They said to me when the whites come in
We gon' hit the lights and gon' get they ass
I said to all of 'em "Is this a gag?"
Nah they wanna break 'em all like Mr. Glass
It happened, the whites en route, cracking
The lights went out, I laid to the floor
Then I found my way to the door
Away from the gore, the hoods came out
Bloody and sweaty, I said that shit ain't regal
In fact that shit is evil
So why in the hell are you doing that to innocent people

Feel so sad, I'm not perfect
Always kill, feel so sad and I can't see it slowing
Feel so sad, I'm not perfect
Always kill, feel so sad and I can't see it slowing
Feel so sad, I'm not perfect
Always kill, feel so sad and I can't see it slowing