Letras
Hello, I'm conducting a survey
And I have some questions to ask you
First off, do you have a fear of a black tangent?
Were you born in the year of the rat?
Do you cheer and clap when weird rap bands commence?
I can tell by your answer
You probably won't frolic with me in the foothills
And that you want your tofu patty cooked, not grilled
But it doesn't matter
You've been enticed and drawn in with my hook and reel
Oprah gods my novel
As you can see, it sells very prominently in Boulder, Colorado
L-O-L, laugh out loud
You've never known hell so well
'Til you identified with a black crowd
It's a fear of a black tangent, idiot
A Public Enemy spoof
Now some of your friends will reboot
Their computer, then do a Google search
And be discouraged when they find that the truth will hurt
When they see that I am not their zeitgeist
Nor am I Christ-like, nor do I dislike whites
I just want a better chance
'Cause most likely I'll sell more records in France