Inner White Girl

On days his Blackness feels like another hurdle That won't get out of his way His inner white girl starts kicking like a baby She wants to come out and play She doesn't care if she ruffles any feathers In fact that is her M.O Where he's the king of avoiding confrontation There's not a bomb she won't throw Because, white girls can do anything Can't they? Black boys must always obey their mothers White girls can do anything Can't they? Can't they? Can't they? Can't they? Some days he feels like (ooh, ooh, it's you) His blackness is a treasure (ooh, ooh, it's you) That's under constant attack (he-he-he-he-he-he-hey) His inner white girl protects it (ooh, ooh, it's you) From marauders (ooh, ooh, it's you) She always takes up the slack (he-he-he-he-he-he-hey) She lets him feel like a human supernova Like he could conquer the Earth Like he's the heir to the power and oppression Her kind have wielded since birth Because, white girls can do anything Can't they? Black boys must always obey their mothers White girls can do anything Can't they? Can't they? Can't they? Can't they? They get to be cool, tall, vulnerable and luscious They get to be wild and unwise They get to be shy and introspective They get to make noise They get to mesmerize Black boys don't get to be cool, tall, vulnerable and luscious Don't get to be wild and unwise Don't get to be shy and introspective Don't get to make noise Don't get to fantasize His blackness doesn't look blue in any moonlight Which makes him harder to see That's why he clings to his silly inner white girl The same one clinging to me We wanna be free We wanna belong We want either love or validation But neither come easily So her siren song Keeps us in total subjugation (total subjugation!) We want to be cool, tall Vulnerable and luscious (white girls can do anything, can't they) We want to be wild and unwise (black boys must always obey their mothers) We want to be shy and introspective (white girls can do anything) We want to make noise (can't they? Can't they?) We wanna mesmerize (can't they? Can't they?) Why can't you be cool, tall ('cause you, 'cause you) Vulnerable and luscious? ('cause you, can't they) Why can't we express in our own way? ('Cause you, can't they? Can't they? Can't they?) Why can't we unleash what's locked inside us? Who made up these rules black boys have to obey?