By: Cedric McClester

He don’t have a clue
But says he’s blacker than you
And while it might be true
Cuz there’s another way he grew
That tested his metal
He grew up in the ghetto
In a single parent home
By himself all alone

It was like day and night
Even though you both are bright
But it’s true you grew up white
And your mother took a flight
But she did her best to please ya
Rearing you in Indonesia
With an Indonesian mister
The father of your sister

And it looks like he will fail
On the presidential trail
But he took time to assail
You are not a true black male
Because in his sight
Your mother was white
And although that’s all right
You lack true black insight

He’s entitled to his opinion
But it doesn’t have dominion
Cuz his father was a Kenyon
So his head right now is spinning
Because he can relate
Having also dealt with hate
And I need to also state
It’s still an ongoing debate










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