Mikey Might
[Verse 1]
Yo, I'm one of them thick-lipped coloured men
Yes, I jump high and, yes, I can dunk a ring
I like my jeans low and my tees tall
I guess I got a kinda decent free throw
I ain't got the thickest of nostrils, no
No, I ain't really listen to gospel, no
And I ain't ever tried Kool-Aid
Nor that watermelon, chicken or waffles, yo

[Chorus]
I'm way too white to be a black kid, right?
And not enough to live that white kid life
Am I ever gon' quite fit right? (Get out of here, man)
Does no one know my pain? (Get your ass out of here)
Maybe Mikey might

[Verse 2]
But still, I'm feeling like I
Couldn't finish a sentence if it was written well (Yeah)
But I could finish a sentence up in the prison cell (Yeah)
And why they living well when we sit in jail? (Yeah, uh-huh)
Say it's all good while we live in hell (Yeah)
So I figured that this stigma stickin' to my pigment
Really got me feelin' that I probably should rebel
But I didn't, man, I just looked around
And straight back down at my skin and thought
[Chorus]
Way too white to be a black kid, right?
Not enough to live that white kid life
Am I ever gon' quite fit right?
Does no one know my pain?
Maybe Mikey might
Yeah, maybe Mikey might

[Bridge]
Oh yeah
Maybe Mikey might
(Maybe, uh, yeah, maybe)
Think about it, yeah, I might be right
Might be, I might be right
Yeah, maybe Mikey might
'Cause someone knows my pain
Well, I think I might be

[Outro]
Might be, I might be right
I think I might be right
I might be, I might be right
If we talkin' white to black kid, Michael Jackson then
I might be, I might be right
Might be, I might be right
Hmm, hmm