Sole Brother lyrics

[YOUTH]
Ladies and j*rks, we are THE SCARY-OTYPES!
One, two, three, four!
One, two, three, four!

I'm at war with Negro morays
I'm at war with girl norms
My mother stand in doorways making me turn to form
Be a good football player [?] brother
So the sisters won't be able to tell me from the others

Yeah, I'm a sole brother up in this mother f*cker!
Yeah, I'm a sole brother up in the mother f*cker!
Yeah, I'm a sole brother up in the mother f*cker!
Yeah, I'm a sole brother up in the mother f*cker!

So Roots blew your mind?
You didn't know it was that bad?
I learned that sh*t in 3rd grade
In Miss Menderes' class

But you're still a bunch of slaves
And you're driving me insane
'Cause the whip across your shoulders is connected to your brain!

One, two, three, four!
One, two, three, four!
I'm a sole brother!

[SHERRY]
And he done no wrong uh!

[YOUTH]
I'm a sole brother!

[SHERRY]
And he done no wrong uh!

[YOUTH]
I'm a sole brother!

[SHERRY]
And he done no wrong uh!

[BOTH]
I'm a sole brother here!