Black Stacey

I used to hump my pillow at night

The type of silent prayer to make myself prepare for the light

Me and my cousin Duce would rank the girls between one and ten

And the highest number got to be my pillow's pretend

Now I apologize to every high ranker

But you taught me how to dream and so I also thank ya

I never had the courage to approach you at school

We joked around a lot and I know you thought I dressed cool

But I was just covering up

All the insecurities that came bubbling up

My complexion had me stuck in an emotional rut

Like the time you Flavor Flav'd me and you played me "Yo Chuck"

They say you're too black

Man, I think I'm too black

Mom, do you think I'm too black?

I think I'm too black

I think I'm too black

I think I'm too black

I'm black, I'm black, I'm black, I'm black

Black Stacey, they called me Black Stacey

I never got to be myself 'cause to myself I always was

Black Stacey, in polka dots and paisley

A double goose and Bally shoes

You thought it wouldn't faze me

I was Black Stacey, the preacher's son from Haiti

Who rhymed a lot and always got the dancers at the party

I was Black Stacey, you thought it wouldn't faze me

But it did, 'cause I was just a kid

I used to use bleaching cream

Then Madame C.J. Walker walked into my dreams

I dreamt of being white and complimented by you

But the only shiny black thing that you liked was my shoes

Now I apologize for bottling up

All the little things you said that warped my head and my gut

Even though I always told you not to brag about the fact

That your great-grandmother was raped by her slave master

Yeah, I became militant too

So it was clear on every level I was blacker than you

I turned you on to Malcolm X and Assata Shakur

In the three-coat, the elephant goose with the fur

Had the high-top fade with the step on the side

Had the two-finger ring rag top on the ride

Had the sheepskin Maybelline suit Kangol

Acid washed mosco chicken and waffle

Black Stacey, they called me Black Stacey

I never got to be myself 'cause to myself I always was

Black Stacey, in polka dots and paisley

A double goose and Bally shoes

You thought it wouldn't faze me

I was Black Stacey, the preacher's son from Haiti

Who rhymed a lot and always got the dancers at the party

I was Black Stacey, you thought it wouldn't faze me

But it did, 'cause I was just a kid

Brrah-bah-dah-bah-bah

Brrah-bah-dah-bah-bah

Bah-bah-bah

Rah-bah-bah-bah

Brrah-stay-cum

Ah-ha-ha-stay-cum

Brrah-stay-cum

Ah-ha-ha-stay-cum

Bah-bah-bah

Brroom-pah-poom

Badadoom-babadadoom

Babadadoom-babadadoom-pah-poom

They say I'm too black, they say I'm too black

Hold up, yo, here we go

Now here's a little message for you

All you baller playas got some insecurities too

That you could cover up, bling it up

Cash in and cha-ching it up

Hope no one will bring it up

Lock it down and string it up

Or you could share your essence with us

'Cause everything about you couldn't be rugged and rough

And even though you tote a Glock and you're hot in the street

If you dare to share your heart, we'll nod our head to its beat

And you should do that, if nothing else to prove that

A playa like you could keep it honest and true

Don't mean to call your bluff, but motherfucker, that's what I do

You got a platinum chain, then son, I'm probably talkin' to you

And you could call your gang, your posse, and the rest of your crew

And while you're at it, get them addicts and the indigent too

I plan to have a whole army by the time that I'm through

To load they guns with songs they haven't sung, like

Black Stacey, they called me Black Stacey

I never got to be myself 'cause to myself I always was

Black Stacey, in polka dots and paisley

A double goose and Bally shoes

You thought it wouldn't faze me

I was Black Stacey, the preacher's son from Haiti

Who rhymed a lot and always got the dancers at the party

I was Black Stacey, you thought it wouldn't faze me

But it did, 'cause I was just a kid

Black Stacey, they called me Black Stacey

I never got to be myself 'cause to myself I always was

Black Stacey, they called me Black Stacey

I'm Black Stacey, oh

Black Stacey, move

Black Stacey, groove

Black Stacey, shake

Black Stacey, make Black Stacey cry, cry

No, not I