Mama Handkerchief Head Has said what she said And somewhere I read About her career being dead She’s like urban blight So that serves her right But she’s not uptight To our enemy’s delight
Mama Handkershief Head Makes us see red Once she gets out of bed She just forges ahead With her diatribe All that hand bone jive Trying hard to survive But she hasn’t arrived
Mama Handkerchief Head Is obviously fed The things that she’s said Like Black History’s dead Or according to she If it’s not it should be But we see what we see Anything for a fee
Mama Handkerchief Head Is like a bladeless sled Or a balloon full of lead Going full steam ahead Don’t take this as a slam But she don’t give a **** She’s a Fox News country ham