I have a bit of a problem...
I have a problem with the way we speak to one another
I have a problem with the way your pants hang down low, low, low to the ground
I have a problem with the way we cover our faces with such abundance of disgraces
haha Huston i have a problem.
I have a problem with cop crime
I have a problem with us running out of time
to get it together for another day to cherish
I have a problem with us turning our skin lighter than the milk from the can
I have a problem wanting straight hair
when our hair is coiled, thick and bountiful
yes indeed i have a problem
I have a problem with killing one another
I have a problem with not feeding each other
I have a problem with kids hating and bullying oh yes i have a problem
i have a problem
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