Letra de Interlude: Dad Was Mad - Solange

I was the first, one of the first.
My first day, a state trooper caught me, put me in the backseat of the car
And meeting the other black kids, was six of us.
And seeing all of those parents, and also KKK members
Having signs and throwing cans at us, spitting at us.
We lived in the threat of death every day. Every day.
So I was just lost in this vacuum
Between integration and segregation and, and racism.
That was my childhood. I was angry for years... angry, very angry