Jungle Fever
A black woman
She’s been through a lot of pain
She’s made her way through the rain
Model of ride or die
And all I ask is why?
Why would you, betray your ancestors and go with a white bitch?
You would go with their “Masta’s wife” just to satisfy your fucking jock itch?
White fuckas raped them, white fuckas brainwashed.
Draped them with misery, all fucking hope squashed
And you could put that white bitch on a high pedestal all you like
But just remember that my black overpowers any white
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