Trayvon went to the corner store
To buy some skittles and tea
He wore the black skin that he was born with
Big mistake, as we would soon see
Now everyone knows who we should fear
And who we should trust when outside
Walking while black will put you in danger
As with Trayvon, one dark rainy night
Stand Your Ground is a Florida law
It says there’s no need to retreat
When away from home, if we fear a stranger
That we meet while out in the street
Did Trayvon try to stand his ground
Against the man with the gun?
It seems the law’s not made for black folks
Trayvon’s shot dead, when all’s said and done
People, people, what does it mean?
Open season on those with dark skin?
Black kids have the right to grow to adulthood
Let’s stop shooting, let’s nurture them