Statistically Trapped

I'm a prisoner A prisoner of statistics & polls Things I said I would never be But it all took a toll On the way I live my life You see I always said that I Would never be that young lady Never turn into that type of Afro-American But now a days I'm feeling less Afro-American And less futuristic Now I'm feeling more pathetic And more like a statistic How do I fix it I'm becoming what I've been fighting for so long Those rights that are wrong Those things that I know Those things that I saw Those things that I wrote About and the people that I swore I would never be I've been fighting these statistics for so long That they have statistically trapped me -Lyric-