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