You Can’t Be Yo Self

Buddy wore that stinking hat

Every stinking day.

Wore it like a guilty cross

No matter what they said.

Cause Satan ain’t no goddamn fool.

That motherfucker slays.

She won’t say, “LOOK OUT!”

She has plenty of clout

To swirl much shit about

And confuse every lout

Like any vote you have matters.

While your rights rip in tatters.

And you think yo’ shit matters…

Oh boy, let’s watch the parade!