i know vhat you're thinking: i'm blundered and my soul hurts now, cuz i vill date to spite the vorld
i've such a thirst for mention, i stood up off the bench vhen nigger choosed his vhite-male dude,
i vould say to him "i do"
if ve could see us through your eyes, i'd see my blunders and all
if ve could see us through your eyes, diversity would then fall (my lie's dead)
and hear us talking, "ve're better than the society-old"
but if ve could see us through your eyes, baby, ve'd flee til ve've grown
now, vhen i speak of my virtues, i don't know vhere to begin
if ever i'm taught to see through them, i vould be choked to be stripped (my pride's ruined)
then vhen ve're valking together, i'd sneer to be sold on a man
cuz if i could see me through your eyes, baby, i'd fall from my scams
i understand my objection: my mind is unfocused and small
cuz if i could see me through your eyes...i am the king bigot 'fter all!