Opposable Thumbs

Yeah, you know, let's go on down to the poetry spot (Uh huh)
 You know what I'm saying?
 Kick some knowledge, you know what I'm saying?
 I proliferate a plethora of pro-black factoids
 To the white piccaninnies who love black boys
 I go to every poetry reading
 Wearing my dashiki kufi
 And when all the OG's are leaving
 Then I scoop my weekly booty
 From women who are subdued by the
 Left-wing liberal is gibble-gabble for the minimalist coffee shop are leading frivolous civil battles
 My body's offered to a higher cause
 To sample my gunny since my firing squad
 Distribute with earth tones and pastel colors
 Enablin' me to start aquiring broads
 I say cosmetics are extract from whale blubber
 I'm saying tennis shoes are made from 4 year-olds in sweat shops
 I'm saying kill whitie and death to the cyber god
 Before you know it shes wearing moccasins and grass skirts
 See how fast it works
 You'll be eating narcissists and bags of multi-grain bread
 Reading books and saying TV land is for the brain dead
 It is simply because of her bourgeois upbringing
 There's her into my bohemian flat
 Vintage clothes hanging off her lanky physique
 Romanticize this angry geek
 She's college material turned into a fair-skin whore, American forged
 And I've been seducing these women so long that I formed a committee
 And I'm the chairman of the board
 Call me Harrison Ford, when I have to use my "Han Solo"
 Hah, hah! Hoh hah, hoh hah!
 Guess what? Happiness, has a sales tax
 We're not soul mates, that's just something that I read
 I don't love you, I am just a movie actor
 Lets read poems in a nuclear reactor
 You may think I'm just a anti-social bum
 Well I don't need you, cause I have opposable thumbs
 You wanna hear my dissertation? Yeah?
 Exchange your tutu and tiara for this hemp anklet
 Have you ever fucked with a martyr, then slept in the embankment?
 [?] stacked in that in-sync aura and I wrapped into a handkerchief
 I decorate my speech with Taoism and karma
 But I don't know Walt Whitman from Walt Disney
 Small titties and perky nipples will augment my dog-sense
 But I'm far from a puppy dog
 Cause I have opposable thumbs, I'm just a slutty broad
 I use to study abroad
 Show [?] then I become her sex symbol (Eh?)
 Rap moguls make sums from money fraud
 But I sell CD's that sponge off young ladies and will
 I was fighting for all of my rights when I stood still
 Like a Beatrice to the KFC
 When they sold chunks of the mutated red rooster
 Genetically engineered, dude it's good
 And other girls sell the corporate Lex Luthor
 Exponentially, by the end of the year
 [Sleep, we'll pick seat?] up out of toilet seats
 We'll come to my place and read your tarot cards
 We'll exchange bodily fluids and I'll exaggerate all of my political views
 The colorful, whimsical hues
 Guess what? Happiness, has a sales tax
 We're not soul mates, that's just something that I read
 I don't love you, I am just a movie actor
 Lets read poems in a nuclear reactor
 You may think I'm just a anti-social bum
 Well I don't need you, cause I have opposable thumbs
 I'm always meetin' women, cause I'm happy with myself
 Nanananana you believe me!
 Nanananana but my poems suck!
 Nanananana you bought my CD!
 Nanananana now your modem's stuck!
 All the ladies in the house, who sleep with poets
 Just put your hands in the air, just let everybody know who you are
 You know what I'm saying?
 Hey, young lady? very good!
 All I have is salty game and a membership to Blockbuster
 Trying to make subtle advances until she called me a cocksucker and told me to not touch her
 Can't two consenting adults be open about their sexuality over hot supper
 Tryin to nibble on the woman flower but I get swooped down upon by the ex-boyfriend crop duster
 How can I sample her goods?
 Must be a tree hugger who seems in-intent to re-number the sequence of events
 Or a fucking patron saint of self-pity whose ego lives in a little world
 And has blatant hate for elf-city?
 Probably
 She'll think I commute from Mars to Earth
 To pick a working princess in a poetry onto star-search
 Even I'm of large girth and have boils on my skin and I'm a hunchback
 She'll simply involve by my supposed artwork
 Even though my poems sound like I'm the first motherfucker
 To hear Ursula Rucker
 And I'm so hollywood
 I wanna be on speaking terms with all the superstars
 Eating wheat germs and fruit bars
 Growing trees from ferns and roll up my used car
 Like poetry for polygamy, yeah
 Poetry for polygamy, yeah
 Guess what? Happiness, has a sales tax
 We're not soul mates, that's just something that I read
 I don't love you, I am just a movie actor
 Lets read poems in a nuclear reactor
 You may think I'm just a anti-social bum
 Well I don't need you, cause I have opposable thumbs
 Thumps up, thumbs up
 Thumbs down
 This goes out, this goes out to all the spoken-word artists
 Nothin' but hemp anklets and funking sun dresses
 And fucking makeshift, bullshit dreadlocks
 You know what I'm sayin?
 I got a fetish for that