They are very creative
Local black native
Creating story about me
Magnifying what they see

Giving oration about who I am
Putting in my inbox a hundred spam
Invoking a lament at my back
I'll call this "midday attack"

What is not there, they paint it clear
They made me black with no ear
The light on the art bright so dim
And gave it a note, "be ware of him"

Sharing free copies in just a day
Spreading my dark image with no delay
Preaching me in a car
Broadcasting me afar

Local black native
You're so creative
You said what is not
So let's meet in court