Slobby Krabs
Blue flannel
Blue bandana in his back left pocket
All blue Air Force One's
Gets Shot in the chest walking down the street
blood covers his body lying cold on the concrete
Red bandana over is mouth
Red polo
Baggy red jeans
Chokes while smoking
Blue veins map his whole body frame
SOMEONE TELL ME
Exactly how long is it gunna be
Until colors
COLORS
Stop dividing us as a people
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