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Lyrics
They rushed me with questions
My Uncle Woochie
My Uncle Woochie
What you think about the hole in the ocean?
What you gonna do about the whales?
My Uncle Woochie? Does black lives matter?
Oooooohhhhh
You say, what
Aaaaaaaah
Black Lives Matter
But through white lies and chatter
And social media debates
Self hate's still in the batter
So, pancakes boxes need not feature Aunt Jemima
Slants on the drama
provides for bleak tomorrows
You full of sorrow and wailing for France and Ukrainian
but only dance
The Nae-Nae when Bae-Bae's kids get busted wigs,
Now dig
North Minneapolis pigs at it again
Since when some rabble rousing meant shit to The Beast?
Better cease and desist
get bullshit out your midst
The Marching and Singing and Praying is really childish
Now, when I was a child I thought like a child
And for all my buck Wildin' penitentiary resulted
But the God ain't exhausted, halted or flabbergasted
I educate, fuck a debate
I get your ass out the Caskets....
Details
GeneratedNov 17, 2025
Duration1:58
LanguageEnglish
Style
blues, chicago blues, delta blues, electric blues, violin, jazz, funk
Credits
Prompt byMy_Uncle_Woochie
ModelAria v5
