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Mama why was I born black? Why did my ancestors carry loads on their backs? Why won't other people cut us some slack? Even though all men eye my voluptuous rack. How come I can't give him a smack? To put him on the right track. And then others will claim "Those guys don't know how to act." But in reality and as a fact Never will I stop loving being black Swag to the max Deep beauty intact Intellectual aftermath