LongBeachGriffy
When a Racist comes to the Studio
[Verse]
I miss the years, when the whites were feared
They would see a sheet and pull a Paul Revere
Tie 'em to a truck and hit high gear
Left a trail of blood and them blackity tears
I miss the days we didn't have gays
And white power were the things we praised
I thought civil rights was gonna be a phase
But they get freer and freer and I don't know what to say
I wanna segregate from these nappy hoes
Split light and dark like washing clothes
Exile Mexicans and the chingy chongs
Take your Covid back to Hong Kong
I miss Ronald Reagan and Donald Trump
Without pure whites America's a dump
Take the trannies and the greedy Jews
I won't live with none of y'all, I refuse