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Rankofa X
Whatchu mean enough research I am the living proof My ancestors' wildest dreams coming true If history is the best teacher, I'm at least a tutor Enough Research? I am the living proof Now hear you are saying I've made claims I've yet to prove The irony is that I'm only a few generations removed So who is you Whatchu mean enough research I am the living proof My ancestors wildest dreams coming true If history is the best teacher, I'm at least tutor Whatchu mean enough research I am the living proof My ancestors' wildest dreams coming true On my momma side My granny granny was a slave I'm trying to figure out if that affects the way that I behave Is there some correlation between that And my half-baked assertion that I'm stuck in my ways On my daddy side My granny momma picked cotton Because sharecropping was the best option to unlock forgotten Wait, hold up I almost forgot them disasters on my college transcript I got my worst marks in sociology classes Where lessons were predicated on outdated research Conducted mainly by caucasians Regarding inner city subjects subjected to subjugation And the ills of poverty As a result of being descendants of enslavement As I typed my paper All I could see was Granny Edna face Rocking chair memories my only citation Y'all ain't settled reparations Now hear you are saying I've made claims I've yet to prove The irony is that I'm only a few generations removed So who is you Whatchu mean enough research I am the living proof My ancestors wildest dreams coming true If history is the best teacher, I'm at least tutor Whatchu mean enough research I am the living proof My ancestors wildest dreams coming true It's said the hurricane alley Is the pit of the valley And follows the same path As the transatlantic passage And all that karma is the abominable trauma Of bodies that sunk down to the bottom On the way to the Bahamas Rather choose death than chains The philosophies of the late great killmonger With that disdain I wrote my essays Like how you gone tell me why my city suffering When one You only lived in the Chi long enough to write your dissertation And two, you tried to narrow this new narrative negative Skewed the narration into only a few ambiguous faces Cherry picked from two of the safest Inner city locations And three, you never gangbanged Slanged caine, had a son slain Struggled to maintain outside the mainframe And my grade a D Not even a plus My grandmother rode on the back of bus I at least deserve a B F it, I'll take an incomplete Now hear you are saying I've made claims I've yet to prove The irony is that I'm only a few generations removed So who is you Whatchu mean enough research I am the living proof My ancestors wildest dreams coming true If history is the best teacher, I'm at least tutor Whatchu mean enough research I am the living proof My ancestors wildest dreams coming true