Across the news are young black males, no stroke of luck,
Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug
Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john
The walls are constructed by the very fire that keeps me on
Yo mamas so black her tits are filled with grape flavored silicone
Late night to the early morn, i've been such a rolling stone
When black males are stereotyped and arrested for crime,
Then, prepare to have the eargasm of a lifetime
Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit
Poor black people get put down, and are caught up in it,
The very next day, "hey fab, i'ma kill you!"
You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through
Something you are trained at and perform very well
So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell
The white and black are fighting back, explode like space comets,
And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks
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