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| Tell him! It's time he knows! | |
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| What's that pop? What is Momma saying your suppose to tell me? | |
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| Well little EMINEM. You know that your skin is lighter than ours. And how you like food that is different from the rest of the family? | |
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| Yah that's cause I'm an albino black.You already done told me that a long time ago Pops. And as for the food I don't know why I only like white bread and grilled skinless chicken breasts? | |
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| Well son it's time you known. You ain't our born son. We found you on our doorstep when you was a baby. Your white son. | |
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| You mean I'm gonna stay this color! Well that explains why I have no rhythm! That's okay Pops. If it's all the same to you I'll just keep pretending to be black. Momma! Daddy! | |
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