By: Cedric McClester

It doesn’t matter
With whom she snuggles
She wants our melanin
Without our struggles
She’d rather avoid
Our kinds of troubles
While she acts as if
She lives in a bubble

Because of her affinity
She wants a pass
But if she acts like the enemy
She can kiss my ***
I’ma go on Twitter
And put her on blast
If you’re listening Ms. West
The dye’s been cast

Just because she has
An enhanced derriere
Doesn’t make her black
No way no where near
So she can put as many
Earrings in her ear
But the look she’s striving for
Still won’t be there

I commend her acts
On behalf of criminal justice
While at the White House
She chose to discuss us
Resulting in pardons
Long after they bust us
But she needs to ask,
Does that make her us?







Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2019.  All rights reserved.