Caught Up, Again

Let me see your hands!
I need to see your hands!

Face forward,
Turn to your right,
Click, click, click.

Roll in.

Squat and cough.

Change out.

Open your mouth and lift your tongue,
Say ahhhhhhhhh.

I need to see a badge,
Your I.D. need to be at the door.

Stand behind the line!

I'm a man,
I'm a black man.

You the man,
We fam.

Roll up.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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