Respect the dynamic.
Our empire can’t be erected
On the backs of other’s babies.
Again. Can it?
Oh, and speaking of erections
Ladies, maybe if you let us touch your bodies
Every once or twice or three times
We’d let you have a say
About your plumbing or that place
Down there wherever the stork
Deposits the twinkle in God’s eye.
Alls I’m saying is it’s tough being white.
Hard to be WHITE. The WHITER THE HARDER.
It’s almost, almost like trying
To not there at all.