My skin is brown; got a scruffy beard
One glance at me, and some people get scared
It’s not a bomb; It’s just my beer belly
Sittin’ by myself; pen in my hand
Stupid people think I’m writing terrorist plans
Yuh hadda chill hoss!; I’m just doing homework
Side of the road; I’m waiting on the bus
The cops pat me down cuz they think I’m selling drugs
“What’s in your pocket son?”; Officer it’s just a snack!
Then on the bus; I take a seat
But everyone moves away suspiciously
What’s up with that? I thought I bathed today!
I get profiled, wherever I go
Just what I did wrong, I suppose I’ll never really know
I guess I’m guilty of just being me...
I see a stranger, I smile and say “good day!”
They check their pockets, and then scamper away
Oh never mind! I was just being polite!
Then at a store, somewhere downtown
The security guard starts following me around
Cuz’ its obvious, I must be shoplifting!
I get profiled, wherever I go
Just what I did wrong, I tell you I don’t really know
I guess I’m guilty of just being me...
I get profiled, when I leave my house
I never really understand what it’s all about
I wonder why can’t they just leave me be?
There’s no excuse for ignorance!
credits
from Harbour Ties,
track released November 16, 2017
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