His racial profile: scruffy, unkempt, blonde

Man/child of priv’lege born with silver spoon

wouldn’t dare call daddy to post his bond.

He prepared his hits in much cheaper spoons.

He stuck out like Shaq at a klan rally

soliciting for drugs from grandmothers.

He pitched a makeshift tent in an alley,

then raised funds off the kindness of others.

When he nodded off mimicking the dead

after flying higher than an eagle

Folks said he was there to score; the cop said

that, “Racial profiling is illegal.”

The shocked black man laughed, “Well, ain’t that some shit?!

When the profile’s white- now, y’all get it!”

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