i did my best but i guess my best wasnt good enough your pretty pinterest board ran out of spackle and we allowed adidas to market shoes with shackles i wish i was more like gus haynes sticking it to the white man through all of my gut pains your pretty pinterest board ran out of spackle and we allowed adidas to market shoes with shackles i wish i was more like gus haynes sticking it to the white man through all of my gut pains youre a white supremacist if you wonder what country obama was birthed in and went all through high school never reading zora neale hurston i promise ill be as pompous as i want to be and exploit affirmative action to cash in on this bachelors degree im going to write some gibberish and call it ethnic fiction right after i start an all black cribbage league our club mascot is huey newtons ashy knee were repping meta postmodernity until my home is burdened by non functional furnishings i got hair like a pad of brillo and date girls whose dad could be don delillo whats the price on my dignity plus damages inflicted on my self esteem through ignorance and ham sandwiches youll need a larger hedonic calculator the only black fantasy characters are always grouchy satyrs im in an alley shouting lines from the crito pages stained red from all these flaming hot cheetos in my computer chair with a face full of yolk strands frantically searching the internet for all brown folk bands couldnt get signed because my areolae arent heart shaped well thats certainly a dark fate no worries theres still hope for me my pan african hoodie reeks of cocoa butter and potpourri yea you just downloaded the red herring 1000 the black opinion splicer the donna karan of pun jousting so white tycoons sip on baby blood and a caligula making up my crazy duds are straight baron mnchhausen oh what my wooly mane it filters poison out the gentle breeze applaud me as i dunk hoops my sub group has special needs yep marginalized to the fever pitch these eldridge cleaver baby tees are a far cry from leadership but its so legit heres your ideological punched card you might need a modicum of under arm deodorant take this black cobra hiss oh you think i like to protest do you think im pro rich oh well i guess im black i just didn t think that you noticed your quiet disdain for black males makes me motion sick thats why im a sourpuss swag stays on our books hunched over a power book im posting pics of my swollen prick against exposed brick a colored whore for hire trapped like a goldfish oh my lungs theyre two atavistic steamboats filled with negroe spirituals and a sweet cream for that brioche and i guess youre right man my weeds rich in chlorophyll my ejaculate is cornmeal and my diploma is an orange peel and my sense of rhythm acts like a force field protecting me from you or you from me whats that in your gun holster oh this is the de negro tiser i shoot myself with it until im whiter than peter piper now ill be able to bow before a world leaders mitre and tell them the shackles on my adidas sneakers need to be tighter cause right now man im free like a zebra in zaire so ill hop in a time machine to have my lineage wiped clean and ill entertain yuppies as they buy tight jeans and thai cuisine gus haynes i did my best but i guess my best wasnt good enough i be in the club draped in bufu throwing hexes voodoo black magic juju thats why i aint mad when they watch the throne go ahead and let waka flocka dip his glock in chrome make an interviewer call me bruce wavy like im max b no doubt ive read more nietzsche than what theyve asked of me but these bastards will make a plaster cast of me guy fieri narrated biopic of malcolm jamal warner in my utopia newt gingrich is an illegal foreigner diners drive ins and dives1