History Skippin'

My history teacher rushes by, 
when he talks about "people like me". 
It's not his fault, he doesn't try, 
but I hear and I see. 

We have debates, 
and talks, 
about all sorts of things. 
But he rushes by, 
when he talks about "people like me.". 

I can't get a word in. 
I can't speak! 
Cause' he rushes on by, 
when he talks about "people like me". 

We know the stories! 
I get the side-eye. 
But he rushes on by, 
when he talks about "people like me". 

I won't get offended, 
there's no need to creep by. 
But he rushes by, 
when he talks about "people like me". 

We have to stay "anonomys". 
Too big a fish to fry. 
So he rushes on by, 
when he talks about "people like me". 

Now hold on! 

We've seen the blood on the streets. 
It ain't no red dye. 
But he rushes by, 
when he talks about "people like me". 

Yes, I know it's uncomfortable, 
but this is your job! 
No one here, 
is gonna break into sobs. 

I wish he would let us speak our peace. 
It's a serious problem that needs to be beat. 
But that teacher of mine, 
still he rushes on by, 
when he talks about "people like me".