If I
If I don't counteract
Then how can I stand
To face the fact
That I am just a man
You see my future is that
Which pertains no plan
No 40 acres no mule no land
No applejack no diggemsmack
Just empty space
Like empty hands of an uncovered clan
Are you really ready to sit back
And discuss spans
Of my life time that
is darker than black
you know the color of real Afrikaans
Holla if you understand that
Like footprints in sand
Without footprints in the sand
You do the math
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