There comes a time where choosing to ignore shit that bothers you becomes the best fucking option.
I hate you black bastards, you stink! I hate your black skin, I hate your black pants, I hate black pepper! I hate black keys on a piano, I hate my gums cuz they black, I hate Whoopi Goldberg’s lips, the back of Forrest Whittaker’s neck, and most of all, I hate that black ass Wesley Snipes!
It’s sooooo fucking easy to play the victim in this society
That’s why I’d rather be the villain, the bad guy
I’d rather people hate me for doing bad things
Than be hated or pitied for being weak and playing the victim all the time
If you’re beefing and you not eating, you’re wasting your time.
If people are entitled to their opinions
I’m entitled to my opinion of their opinion
Everybody like to play the victim
Play ‘Public Enemy #1’
To put their bullshit points across
And then there’s the generalizations
That stupid people eat up cuz they don’t want to, or too lazy to look in deeper
And that my friends is how you get notes off some bullshit social justice/racial post
I hate baltimore broads
I hate these niggas too
I hate how they walk
I especially hate how they talk
I hate the clothes they wear
And most importantly, I hate the air we share
If i make them faces a pretty boy be making in the moody, look at the screen, face pics, i just look like a big nigga that’s hungry.
