In terms of black music - the only music that we can call our own, that was really born here - I don't think a lot has been done to chronicle the relations between American history and where black music fits in.
All the donuts have names that sound like prostitutes
My friends think I'm ugly, I gotta masculine face.
Don't plant your days they turn into weeds
You choke my days, I'll choke yours.
He said, I'm better off without her, until I showed him my tattoo.