You steer me through the riptide of life
As a guiding star
There is never fear of strife
No matter where you are

When I’m up in some shit
You will never tarry
With no concern I get
Under four yards a carry

You are my best friend
A mom that’s truly hip
A love that never ends
Like a bag of Sun Chips

You mark my achievements
But don’t let me stand pat
Unless places convenient
To where the white women is at

You are the ground that I stand upon
You make everything right
Hey, what’s going on?
What are those flashing lights?

AAAH GOD NO
HELP ME MOM
MAKE THEM PLEASE STOP
I AM A HUMAN BEING

I HAVE RIGHTS
I HAVE RIGHTS
I HAVE RIGHTS
I HAVE RIGHTS