You say you're a shade in my face from my father's share crops
My people were slaves before yours invented hip-hop
Apologize but I'm in on the joke
Another brother to scoff at the dancing patterns of white folk
I think I'm fine the way I am
(and yes I chase my milk with ham)
I think I'm fine the way I am
Jesus died a j**
pupils painted blue
yeah haters know its true
Jesus died a j**
you saw you're the breath on my nose of my daddy's ear locks
shunned before you pieced it and sold it and called it punk rock
apologize for the murder of god
like Judas the traitor we are both favored and deeply flawed
I think I'm fine the way I am
(although we broke our promised land)
I think I'm fine the way I am
Jesus died a j**
pupils painted blue
yeah haters know its true
Jesus died a j**
so I'll let it burn away
let it burn away
let it burn away
let it burn away