It's only abstract to ask that I'm half black

And half white like the clouds I see right?

But the skin reflects another image in the mirror

Like if you seen through glasses foggy so clear

I hate to be identified by certain colors

Don't won't be seen in a rainbow that doesn't cover

My philosophy on others biography read by these eyes

Manipulated by the truth as if preachers told these lies

About where we're from and how we came

About when we started and who to blame

If Jesus is white, then I'm Chris Farley

I'm pouring out my guts in this cup, take this darling

Take it, drink it! Don't forget to swallow

This isn't wine portrayed as blood to follow

I thought so. You can't take away who I am

Just remember that Mary had a little lamb.