Black Is Me.

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Black is me.
Can you see my personslity within me.
Or you can only see where i live and how I talk?
That doesn't make me.
I'm me because of my intergity.
As my situtations pall upon me I ask myself,"what kind of person i want to be?"
Do I want to sell drugs or lie in the bed with some thug.
Well I choose niether.
Choices are made for you not the people you call your crew.
Black is me from my hair, to my gap, to my lips, to my back, to my butt black is me!
I'm thankful God made me this way.
Black is me.





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