Why (Hate Me So Bad)

First time meet up, I said I'm Flores
I guess this moment gonna be the best
But Goddamn, is it another test?
See another race, their face so stress
Guess the rest, war of race?
Like a car run out of gas, my life past

I wonder why, why they look at me like that?
I bet I be here make 'em mad
But why, why they hate me so bad?
It's make me sad when I asked my Dad
He said that's a black man problem
You gotta be on trouble
No matter if you did something better

Sometimes life is unfair
Wondering is that God still up there
No love shared, feel like nobody care
Everytime they say Orang Timur
I wanna beat 'em up for sure
Coz I know they mean wuzz.. 
This place is not yours

On the TV they said we are one nation
Out here anti timur is the only sensation
Every end of holiday session
Comin' here the new generation
And then trying hard to find the reason
Why they treat us like criminal from the prison 

They said I'm the rebel
And they are the polite, nice, welcome type of people
But why when I near you, like in the middle of race battle?