See I was resting at the park minding my own   Business, as I kick up the treble tone   On my radio tape player box, right   Just loud enough so folks could hear it's hype, see ?   Outta nowhere comes the woman I'm dating   Investigation maybe she was demonstrating   But nevertheless I was pleased   My day was going great and my soul was at ease      Until a group of brothers started bugging out   Drinking the 40 oz, going the nigga route   Disrespecting my black queen   Holding their crotches and being obscene   At first I ignored them 'cause see I know their type   They got drunk and got guns and they wanna fight   And they see a young couple having a time that's good   And their egos wanna test a brother's manhood      So they came to test Speech 'cause of my hair-do   And the loud bright colors that I wear   I was a target cause I'm a fashion misfit   And the outfit that I'm wearing brothers dissing it   Well I stay calm and pray the niggaz leave me be   But they're squeezing parts of my date's anatomy   Why, Lord, do brothers have to drill me ?   'Cause if I start to hit this man they'll have to kill me      See I am everyday people   See I am everyday people      I told the niggaz please let us pass, friend   I said please cause I don't like killing Africans   But he wouldn't stop and I ain't Ice Cube   But I had to take the brother out for being rude   And like I said before I was mad by then   It took three or four cops to pull me off of him   But that's the story y'all of a black man   Acting like a nigga and get stomped by an African      You see I am everyday people   You see I am everyday people      The moral of the story is   You better look very hard on who you step into   As you might get killed or shot and it's not worth   Africans need to be loving each other and you know