The bummer is the fact that i'm black
Yeah, im not the skinniest cat.
I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks
Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,
Get my employees up on food stamps and work in fast food,
Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute
Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit
And eating you like a cannibals dinner food
It's outrageus, people not having money for food
Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot
Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad
Is this because you you shagged ya cat
It's been nothing but pain
I'm a mix, i'm all the same.
Get my employees up on food stamps and work in fast food,
Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute
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