They refuse to

Turn me loose

Until they squeeze

The juice out of me

Its scary because 

They know that

The blacker the 

Berry the sweeter

The fruit

They can't refute

That I am rooted

In the divine because 

He's the true vine

Therefore they try to ignore

As implore my people 

To bust grapes

Before it's to late

Porch monkeys

Are related to apes 

Feeding us bananas

Is not appealing

It's appalling 

What they are

Calling us

Jungle Bunnies 

It's not funny

Because these

Ass clowns have 

Us chasing our

Tails like we're 

Dogs

Only to be slaughtered 

Like some hogs

Or pigs with an

Apple in our mouths

As they feast off

Our flesh because 

Black meat is 

Sweet to eat

A tasty treat 

Like a pear or

Tangerine 

They beat the

Tambourine 

To celebrate our

Ignorance and

Stupidity

As we celebrate a

Holiday that's 

Rooted in

Delayed Oppression 

But I have a confession 

If we look at history 

There's no mystery 

That Whites are

Parasites which might 

Explain the pain 

They have caused 

It's plausible and

Feasible 

Deniability means

No accountability 

For what they've 

Done

Destroying nations

Of people that aren't 

Seen as equals 

Because they think

Their shit does stink

Because they believe 

They are greater than

While others are less

Than as their pupils

Are dilated 

Can't you tell

That I am frustrated .