My country Tis of thee
Unfair burdens u place on me
Average met with disdain even after
An ascent from poverty.
Mr. Jones and them scoff at my
attempt to comprehend this society.
I'm a man, skin black, to ashamed to be labeled JUST African... I need your stamp of approval.
Even though it's me you're mostly rude to.
...but whatever,
I see now To succeed in your eye Means a sacrifice of self.
I'll never obtain your definition of wealth and I'll be damn if I die trying.
Especially When I see so many souls with swollen bank rolls along with tears in the wells of their eyes.
They make withdrawals daily...
So I'm sorry baby, I see that I just can't afford your high maintenance ass, and I think I need a break.
I'm gonna enrich myself in the cultures of your some of your sisters,
It seems with them my black skin holds it's weight in gold and I'd be remised if I didn't at least go on a few dates
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