"Music is crack, and everyone's trying to be a dealer; why you're trying, inside a Black woman is dying, and only you can heal her. But instead, you get head, and use her for pleasure; unaware that your treatment is her worth's measure. You get addicted and end up on the streets; she ends up successful yet alone, with no faith in any man she meets. You're all about the white, man...so she ends up with a White man."
-A. Lewis
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