When Kendrick wins

……Brown to bronze skin, my uniform is wearing thin, can’t get a win, I’m about to purposely commit a sin, with Killmonger’s hunger, I’ll yell cowabunga once I’ve achieved my true form among you, the past flung you across enormous lies that has a whole universe in disguise, compromised to appease fake kings that’s merciless like Ming, their stay did more than just sting, up until now humanity’s been a bird with one wing, let the brown and bronze angels sing.