Sole Brother Songtext
von Stew and Heidi Rodewald

Ladies and jerks, we are,
THE SCARY-OTYPES!
I′ at war with Negro morays
I'm at war with girl norms
My mother stand in doorways making me turn to form
Be a good football player ----
so the sisters won′t be able to tell you from the others Yeah, I"m a sole Brother! Up in the mother fucker! x4
So Roots blew your mind? You didn't think it was that bad?
I learned thta shit in 3rd grade, in Miss Menderas' class.
But you′re still a bunch of slaves
And you′re driving me insane
cut the w hip across your shoulders in connected to your brain!
I'm a sole brother!

And he done no wrong uh! x3

I′m a sole brother here!