This is a Homage beat

I'm hearing sirens out my window playing instrumentals
It was his birthday but the cops didn't get the memo
He worked a 9 to 5 and always kept an open mind
They mistaken his wallet for a loaded, may I speak about the times
I vandalized abandon homes? No I'm not perfect, in my closet there's a bag of bones
But that don't give America the right to fear my skin tone
Put your lens, recognize that we are the targets up in this war zone
If love is war, then war is love and we can't get enough
Attacking all these countries for whatever they ain't giving up
Innocent kids crying, the president is steady lying
Before every award show, an idol is steady dying
What do I know? I'm just a sideshow rapper
With lyrics hard enough to stand right beside those rappers you all praising
But this is not to mention no names.
They wishing well to me, so it's only right to give change
That's commonsense but fuck the cents, I'll throw a few bucks
I'm dropping knowledge like it's water, hope you're soaking some up
Quench your thirst for the fame. This that food for the brain
You either pushing weight or push your weight for personal gain
Me and Smoovv is congruent, the way that we stay moving
These rappers too redundant, square buttons, they stay shooting
Make believe guns, you ain't scaring nobody
Bring the yellow tape and sirens, Fixx just caught him a body
(BAH)

Hearing sirens out my window as I nod to instrumentals (Yea)
Fuck picket signs still pickin' up pieces from past trauma (Fuck)
That's been passed down like collection plates, tryin to excavate
Get to the source of coerced soars
Showin no remorse (No remorse) sense the fall of the Moors (The Moors)
Dirty prosecutors retire then join boards (Dam)
Move in silence I can't live in solace knowin' slavery is not abolished (Not abolished)
Keep my mind polished (Mind polished), equivalent to hollow tips in the 4 pound
(Bah, bah, bah)
As shots ring the block bleeds another queen pleads collapsing to her knees (Ricky)
Supreme beings suppressed by corruption of the C.R.E.A.M
(Dolla dolla bill, dolla dolla bill) suppressed by corruption of the C.R.E.A.M
They might school you don't let them fool you
Not with the Voodoo (They not)
They getting wicked with the words (Casting spells), ya heard
Might wanna observe what they pitchin' foo
Is you itchin' after intervention, twitchin', tickin', kaboom
Resurrect from the tomb I come to consume feel em' with doom
Dreadful as I enter the room, is it the hair or the shadow I cast (I don't know)
Cause the melanation dawg it cannot be surpassed (Never)