This is a song about "Racial 1960s"

I live in the american south with the racial divide,

Rather lose love than to move on never knowing what it feel like

Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen

Racial divisions is contradicting martin luther's vision

Let's pretend he never was the victim of racial hate,

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

Paid well, like she supposed to, i'm a made man

What can i say you gunna hate and use racial slang

Judging one another just because of racial color.

Baby we need each other, don't want to meet your mother

//for racial violence victims labeled as gangster thugs

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

You a african, racial segregation call it apartheid

And i been fucking with cosby since i was ten, you damn right

This racial thing has gone too far today

Momma say, you making me lose pay