Winston Anthony - Trayvon [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Winston Anthony]
A black kid wearing a hoodie
People asking themselves
Should he have chosen a different attire
Would his life still have retired
At the hands of a man
Who seemed to be his superior
Surely this man would have looked beyond the exterior
A nation that believed
Their people were making progress
Coz a black man went and made it above congress
But who are we to assume what was in his mind
Assume what was seen through his eyes
As he pulled the trigger
Shot the bullet that killed a nigger
That resembled the president
A blessing?
Or was he hell bent?
And the critics say the kid brought it upon himself
Being a minority the situation
Should have been better dealt with
Like hoodies shouldn't be getting sold to black kids
And the fact that he was wearing one
Meant that Trayvon was packing
Nah
Man I'm just saying what I been saying for years
Racism will be alive as long as there's fear
Of that that's unknown
That that's not shown in right light
Pictures of niggers all having hood fights
Nah man uh
They grow thinking that our blood ain't even the same colour
But when they need us don't hesitate to call us brother
Now tell me why
Is it human nature to hate
I pray that that emotion is nothing but
A taught trait!
And I know my prayers
May only be in vain
But at least I got faith
Coz that's the last link in this broken chain
Trayvon
Long live your name
You're the final match that ignited the flame
Of revolution the secret ingredient
To the final solution
You
Opening our eyes
Making us realise
What's going on in the world
It's a Cold War
Make sure you know
What you're fighting for