@adept2u These are the entirety of LLCoolJ's words in that song.

Dear Mr. White Man, I wish you understood
What the world is really like when you're livin' in the hood
Just because my pants are saggin' doesn't mean I'm up to no good
You should try to get to know me, I really wish you would
Now my chains are gold but I'm still misunderstood
I wasn't there when Sherman's March turned the south into firewood
I want you to get paid but be a slave I never could
Feel like a new fangled Django, dodgin' invisible white hoods
So when I see that white cowboy hat, I'm thinkin' it's not all good
I guess we're both guilty of judgin' the cover not the book
I'd love to buy you a beer, conversate and clear the air
But I see that red flag and I think you wish I wasn't here

(If you don't judge my do-rag)
(I won't judge your red flag)
If you don't judge my gold chains)
(I'll forget the iron chains)
(Can't re-write history baby)


(The relationship between the Mason-Dixon needs some fixin')
(Quite frankly I'm a black Yankee but I've been thinkin' about this lately)
(The past is the past, you feel me)
(Let bygones be bygones)
(RIP Robert E. Lee but I've gotta thank Abraham Lincoln for freeing me, know what I mean)
It's real, it's real
It's truth

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