I Threw Up Both My Hands

A child made from a passionate romance, I heard a mother -n- a father holler from their son throwing up both his hands, we heard your demands-n-commands, you heard the voice of death, 4 all you saw was a black man, no threat yet you took the life out those hands, and the law into your own, you were wrong, you left a family -n- a nation in a zone, you desecrated the United States as well as your police uniform, you’re not alone desperados, cops with a badge -n- a gun made of chrome, I’m throwing up both my hands, 4 I’m 2 in a zone, -n- 2 the God who watches over us all, help us change these hateful thoughts in our dome, 4 this behavior you don’t condone, a child made from a passionate romance, you were killed, a man with both his hands up, now both his parents holler 4 he is gone, Michael Brown I love you my brother, and I will fight until this disease behavior in the minds-n-hearts of men is gone.