By: Cedric McClester

I don’t know his heart
Or exactly
Where to start
But I know
Even you’ll admit
That he does racist ****
So what you see, is ex-act-ly
What you get

I don’t know
What he’s thinkin’
Or the brand of liquor
He must be drinkin’
I just know
What he does
Is racist like
And it always was

I don’t know
His mind
But I betcha
That you’ll find
If you’re not
Deaf, dumb or blind
He is of
The racist kind

I don’t know
What he meant
But I do know
His intent
See he has
A racist bent
And he just
Will not relent

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