Elitists Part 5

Well, well"aint seen nothin like me"? No one is shocked a person of darker pigment can pass a football or do anything they set out to dream with heart in hard work. I think you better stick with a spork, instead of hotknifing that herb, rubbing that lambp of piper sheeptoslaughter jerk. Catch more bees with honey, plus you can use that plastic spoon to dig your way out of the backstabbery, but Hollywood Idols love their trophys especially silver spooned ones, Campbell's Chunky for coddled athletes, who got nothin else to do but compete for biggest cat in a cradle, Golden icons on the silver screen. "bet they never considered me"??? Is there anybody else? I ask you, seriously? Now I'm with you at the oscars those old Satanic, "Elites" only give awards Like diplomas in the schools of mystery it apparently seems, as Necromancers of the record industry getalongs and benedict prostitutes, keeping an ear to the breeze, you don't want to be in that number, the Saints ain't no kind of football team. The game is on, we need team leaders, not divides of conquering. It's better to have a little humility, better to have your soul than to have to whole world at your feet in servitude, for athletic ability? I don't want some black child to feel left out, underdeveloped, overlooked, that's my little brother, my little sister.......C!? anyone can clearly see from watching Nickelodeon that people like Ms. Downs are underbooked, a stage of perceived demographic, it happens like a fairy tale, till their claws tithe Capt. Hook. Commodities we are, playing a part, innocense took, trafficking, tracking pings, by Disney, by English Queens, blood exploited by achy hearts in the ritual bloodletting, usually on set, when the Mother goes missing.