[Verse 1]
You can take a gun and stalk a young black man
Who is armed with some Skittles and an Arizona can
While you're sitting in a truck pulled alongside traffic
Thinking "He's a criminal, I need my semi-automatic"
While the kid is on the phone like "This creepy cracker's after me"
His homegirl said "You better run, he might be like a Catholic priest"
You see him bolt, so you drive along after him
Hopping out the truck you're on the phone with the dispatcher and
They're telling you to get right back inside the car
But you want a house address and plus he can't be too far
"These f**ing punks always get away" is what you say
But not tonight buddy, nah that won't be me today
Four minutes pa**ed that NOBODY knows about
All that happens next is that the neighbors heard a shout
There was a scuffle at the T-intersection
With a kid with some candy and a man with a weapon
The gun went BLAOW! and the kid turned cold
You shoved his body off of you and watched it slump and fold
Your actions were bold and they might've been filthy
But you're George Zimmerman, and you're found Not Guilty
[Audio of Anderson Cooper interview with Sybrina Fulton and Tracy Martin]
[Audio of verdict being read in the State of Florida v. George Zimmerman]