Blue American

I wrote this novel just for you It sounds pretentious but it's true I wrote this novel just for you That's why it's vulgar That's why it's blue And I say, thank you And I say, thank you I wrote this novel just for Mom For all the mommy things she's done For all the times she showed me wrong For all the time she sang god's song And I say thank you Mom Hello Mom Thank you Mom Hi Mom I read a book about Uncle Tom Where a whitey bastard made a bomb But now Ebonics rule our song Those motherf**kers got it wrong And I ask Who is uncle Tom? Who is uncle Tom? Who is uncle Tom? You are I read a book about the self Said I should get expensive help Go fix my head Create some wealth Put my neurosis on the shelf But I don't care for myself I don't care for myself I don't care for myself I don't care I wrote this novel just for you I'm so pretentious, yes it's true I wrote this novel just for you Just for you Just for you