she done put her reparations in a handbag
he done spent his reparations on his swag
put your fortunes in a sandbag
laugh at your misfortune then we put it in a hashtag
ain't no leaders only leisure
if racism ain't in color then it's damn sure in the class
got the races on each other
you got niggas then there's blacks
you got crackers then there's whites
think we play for the same team
make the president the black guy
it ain't no reason why you shouldn't have success
i spent my reparations on the jeweler
now ain't no lookin' back
now ask them muthafuckas what the fuck they lookin' at
these niggas actin' fuckin' fools for forty acres and a mule
anybody interrupt freedom
word to robert f. williams
devil got me sick to my stomach
i don't give a damn what the preacher ever tell y'all
i'm a tell y'all what the ancestors shoulda done did when they seen the first boat comin
killed every damn thing on it
killed everything if it looked european
send it back to the queen like
you ever step your foot in kemet
bitch we slit your throat
we send them funny fuck boy preacher types back to the pope
fuck is you? fuck your zeus or fuck medusa
this the school of shaka zulu
fast forward to the future
we done dyin' and they cryin' and we screamin' hallelujah
when them crackas ask why say we did it for lumumba
i spent my reparations on the jeweler
now ain't no lookin' back
now ask them muthafuckas what the fuck they lookin' at
these niggas actin' fuckin' fools for forty acres and a mule
load up my clip off a zimmerman
filling my pocket with benjamins
who the fuck are you? i been a man
them crackers see me oh not him again"