[Verse 1] Never fit the spectrum, I was green inside the picture They could feel the difference, that’s why distance got familiar Funny how the room get cold when your frequency get clearer They don’t hate you ’cause you wrong, they hate you make ’em see the mirror Couldn’t blend me with the crowd, so they tried another shade Said they loved me as I was, then kept suggesting I should change Wanted white around my name, something cleaner for the page Translation: lose the parts of you that we can’t regulate They call exclusion “peace” when your presence shakes the table Call conformity “growth” when they rewrite all your labels I was good enough to save ’em, just too different for the stable They’ll applaud your superpower, long as they control the cable Tried to bleach what made me rare, like acceptance came in ivory Wanted me without the edge, basically wanted less of me That’s a hell of a disguise—love dressed up as conformity If I gotta lose my color to belong, that ain’t a family [Hook] I’m still green, I ain’t changing for the light They wanted white— Something they could recognize I’m still me, even standing on my own Funny how they kill your character The minute you leave the role So I stepped out of formation Colored outside their expectations Couldn’t change me, so they changed the conversation First they tried assimilation Then character assassination I’m still green [Verse 2] Once I chose my own direction, suddenly the story shifted Same traits they used to praise me for got edited and twisted Independence became ego, having boundaries became distant Truth became “he acting different” when the difference was resistance That’s character assassination—two meanings in the sentence Kill the person that they painted when they cannot kill your presence They can bury your reputation, still can’t bury your essence Sometimes legends leave the screen and make the symbolism endless Everybody loves the hero when the hero needs the team Till he learns the suit was never what was making him supreme Then the script gets real convenient, now the rebel is the fiend They’ll turn green into a warning ’cause they couldn’t make it clean I learned colors come with politics— Who gets embraced, who gets erased Who gets called “hard to work with” When they simply won’t be shaped So I stopped auditioning for rooms That only loved me rearranged If your love requires a costume, You ain’t loving me—you’re loving change [Final Hook] I’m still green, I ain’t changing for the light They wanted white— Something easier on their eyes I’m still me, even standing on my own Funny how they kill your character The minute you leave the role I survived the separation Never needed validation Couldn’t change me, so they changed the conversation First they tried assimilation— Then character assassination I’m still green, I ain’t changing for the light They wanted white— Something easier on their eyes I’m still me, even standing on my own Funny how they kill your character The minute you leave the role
