Raised to hate whites
The memories of what his ancestors went through wired into his head
So he'd never forget
He plots day and night
What can I do to get back a these whites
He's a slave to his own mind
Life lived in hate....
Fast forward no longer a kid now no he's a man
Living in a house where he's the master
And if you step out of line
One quick smack to the face
It's his favorite punch line
He rules over girls who was lost in this word
Now there stuck
Pulled in his web of lies
But he's the big daddy in there eyes
But to him there just slaves
His top girls whites
So he flaunts them
But they don't know there just for show
And they can't pack up an leave
No
There freedom restricted
Serving a life sentence
Even know there papers legit
How could they leave if they don't have a cent
So they sit, no stand
On these corners trying to make a cent
A descent profit to go back home with
Even though they don't get whipped by whips are chained down to the walls like his ancestors did
There shackles
This life style
So they put on there prettiest smile
And stand for awhile
They tract men toward them
Like a bug to light
There lipstick already bright, glistening
What's on the menu, what does that come with
She recites, got it all memorized
Like a waiter use to working nights
So he buys her for the night
But this time is not out if respect
No he neglects how she feels
He just want to touch and feel
After she's done
It's a victory
How could she enjoy it
I don't know it's a mystery
Why does she go back
Who knows
But the master doesn't care
This is his poetic justice
You hung mine from trees
Well I got yours down on both knees
Still working for me
They both lose
He's a slave to the past
And she's a slave until his time on this earth pass