Toots and the Maytals - 54-46 Was My Number

Bitch went out and bought about twenty pair of shoes.  Brand new shoes from a real shoe store, not the "turnt'up" pre-worn, runt-ova shits we had to wear.  We understood why she got new and we got used and funky.  We were black, not only were we black but bastards! We didn't have no damn daddy! "Niggers ain't shit!" Plus we better be glad she didn't flush us down the toilet with the other five.

My mother was so nice she let me have all the shoe boxes.  I was never supervised.  I was permitted to run with scissors.  She always bought me crayons. I watched Captain Kangeroo and learned how to turn those boxes into a western town. My doors could open and close. Plus, I was still too dumb to know who or what she was.

What is my point? No evildoer can stop who GOD has anointed.  No troll can steal my anointing.  All I have to do is; "Name it and claim it."

No, I don't have any money but I do still have my pride.  My proudest moment; not attending that funeral.  "Let the dead bury the dead."

I caught it, that bottom note. My musical ear is improving. I may learn how to carry a note before I die.