Black History

Hey, got a bounce to it

I'm back and Blacker than I ever been

Thank the ancestors for my Melanin

I see you hoping that I'll play it down

Well Guess again

(Is you crazy ****)

My blessings coming in like hallelujah

Im black and beautiful like Dan Kaluya

They want the culture now

They watch how I manoeuvre

(I see you watching ****, keep up)

Batteries sold separately, the sauce was never for sale

So if you ever try to play me, then I wish you well

They get together they start talking like Oprah and Gayle

I know they're watching on their Own just hoping I fail

I bet on me and I came up about a hundred bands

That should explain just why she see me and start rubbing hands

Working on 100 plans, never where a sucker stands

You doubt me, I pity the fool like Clubber Lang

I graduated but somehow I'm going dumb again

You would think it was for Nip, I'm on the run again

Not in the gym but putting work in on rubber band

I bet you love it when its coming from the motherland