For The Culture

They bleed red blood on tar black street Yet called thug as beat blue black on repeat Thick and thin skins the color of soil Purchased in history more valuable than oil Why did you choose these as slaves For the culture did I hear you say And did you mumble about ancestors who pray If you hear God what did God actually say For the culture they stomp their feet As they sing hyms the heavens seek They are the strength you envy and fear For God will crown them while your culture disappears For the culture you belong in the melting pot The worst of you fired the best of you begot Ironically you have lost your way And for the culture you are now a slave