Way back then i know you felt uncomfortable
Back when we wanted to be that milky shade
Lost all count of all who’ve been in the  trade
This  topic made us make it governable
That milky shade made them feel unloveable
All of those weapons harshly made
You could only dream of being that ace of spade
Who would have thought a skin tone can make you disposable
But now look at you , eyes so bright
Finally the opportunity to laugh and smile
Sometimes that milky shade can make you feel worthless 
Now you don’t have to be afraid to go out at night
Its has been worthwhile
Now that skin tone gives you a purpose