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Black Soap

from Immigrant Summer by Akin Yai

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lyrics

Glorious

No mattter what they story is

I’m in a golden state like a player from the warriors

It’s Mobius

My 3 dimensions causing phobias

Like some ummm

Gender Dysporia

Imma let my nuts hang

Let them shits swing on a ho

Orangutan

And pseudo science, superstition

Made of violence and blonde ambition

dumbing down of America

Sound bytes, and fetishing

Black bodies are vanishing

Celebration of ignorance

Social media killin it

Hard to tell how real it is

Everybody tellin hella lies

Why?

You bought a check and still ain’t verified

In my eyes

I don seen the realest

Blue collar

Real ones tell me they feel this

Bumped in buildings, spaces

Even racist gotta feel this

Sound of blackness baby

Optimistic

Now we gotta do logistics

Cuz the school board’s a fraud

Tryna plot and twist it

Full erasure

Crackaz cold as glacier

For survival

We are close to nature

That’s god!



Black soap to clean earth

Black Soap to heal the hurt

Black Soap to cleanse the dirt

Black Soap is in the work



To fear none

Like a sin or the shits I give

Love the fam, peace to dad

So for them I live



Writing letters to my son

Told-’em Nigga you the one

In the future when you read it

Go and shine like the umm

We are the Mecca

Live and direct from

State of the confusion

Fantasy is lit

Reality is losing

Choice is always yours

Prepare for the choosing

Room full of bores

No wonder why they snoozing



It’s a shit show and you don’t know the half

In this strip show they all show they ass

Mercantile standards

Cotton, niggas,

Cameras placed in front of you

And you ain’t know the damage



I tap into my dome alone

Creating masterpiece

You shoe shining Niggas

Smile when massa speak

We are not the same

Lame,

Get off my ding a ling

Strange



How You for the culture

But you always run to vultures

These Vladimir types that help to self destruct us

So I on fucc with rappers

Whether conscious or not

We are compromised

Type to help Malcom get shot

Roman circus, emperors

Feed the lions

To distract us

People cuz times is trying

Yea Shed tears ideas for panacea

Bronze medalist niggas

Nobody cares





Im here to give’em truth , and how we rocks

Its a bop

Courtesy of Enoch

Buy black owned

Black soap to clean earth

Black Soap to heal the hurt

Black Soap to cleanse the dirt

Black Soap is in the work

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from Immigrant Summer, released February 2, 2024
Produced By Enoch

Lyrics By Akin Yai

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Akin Yai Gainesville, Florida

Born in Ouidah,Benin (West Africa) Akinlola Yai spent his early childhood years migrating back and forth from Benin republic to Nigeria. Akinlola moved to America at 8yrs old and at the height of the golden year of hiphop...that winter Akinlola immediately immersed himself in American popular culture, music and most specifically hiphop like NWA's " straight outta compton" and lyricists like Rakim ... more

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