Militant Black Guy

Black Pudding

I step in your store to get some kind of relief,
And all I’m getting is racial grief?
As I stare at you, I see pain,
As I stare at you, I am losing my mind and my brain,
And the rage that is inside, I can no longer contain,

Now what I wanna know is,
What is your motivation, for this racial implication, that has created this situation, and this frustration, upon this nation?

You know what? I change my mind.
Get me a mother fucking scotch egg ok?