Dear Black Santa,
Whitey be smearin yo daddies names all ober da hood, ackin like Butch MoFackin Davis pooty do'nt stank! dey all sayin BLAME IT ON A BLACK MAN, WHAT DA HECK! How many crackers you see cawt up in dis meth lab bust? Dats rite, NAY ONE!!! Nigga, you need ta SANG!!! Tell em bout rollin fatty's up in BENJIS wit TRICKY DICK! Spot light dem MEYERS PARK HO's dat had dey fake azz lips round Marvs muscle, courtesy of da madam known as BUTCH!!!
SANG, BLACK SANTA, SANG!!!
Dey mawkin yo black azz! Callin you a uncle tom and taking yo bread out da bag and feedin dem baby blew, punkazz, white bred, nigga hatin, whiTAY pigeon tarholes! You aint owe dem batches NUTTIN, yo! SANG, uncle Tom, SANG!!! Where dat Withers at? What? Dats rite, under dat fag azz blew bus wit da REST OF YALL NIGGAS! SANG!!! SANG!!! SANG!!!
" Oh don't you know....That's the sound of the man workin on chain GAYHAYAYANG...oh don't you know..."