“Hey Beaner,” said the weiner, “go back to Mexico!”
Three gueros in a car. I yell back at the guero,
“Oh yeah? Thas not bery far.”
And the white people say, there’s no racists, or Marxists,
Or Russia level fascists, no orange colored glo-worm
That hashes and dashes
Thirty percent of us voted for Tromp, and don’t forget
the white people and their bambinos.
I guess there are racist Latinos!
Mass deportations, INS round ups as cold as ICE
But don’t you join MEChA, that’s not very nice.
Build a pinche wall — we’ve done seen it all —-
We’re rapists and killaz
But you break the back of these n*****
I say there are racists, or Marxists, or Russia-level fascists
An orange glo-worm that hashes and dashes/
Now the orange glo-worm is the next President
He grabbed the First Lady’s pussy before she was a resident.
But now our mijos went to the college
They are doctors and lawyers.
And there’s even one on the Doyers!
We’re going to stand up, and rise up
And have our voices be heard.
And pray that in four years
We get to feel the Bern.