They's a lowdown crew..
No particular hue..
They comes in rainbows,
acting as friends
but pulling games on each like foes..
O and they be dressed,
latest of styles,
but fishy eyeing each other's clothes
Coming in pairs, running in packs
pocket and substance watchers
barely mature but fully grown..
Loudly laughing and explaining confusion
so afraid of being all alone..
So they go on with parties
that have no clocks,
singing hearty 'til their health is all shocked
White collars, blues, stained and all
they give nothing away free
and say "Ain't no black hearts over here",
O!! You thought I was just talking about me
naw my buddies, I be explaining We.