Snap Crackle Pop

got a office in the back
a rack for my hat
aluminum bat behind the desk
extra paper in the printer
fax machine on, ready to
send 'em off to the loft
have to use the cell
phone cutoff in the mist of
conversation
member of a congregation
got a revelation, bout to
put it in action, nothing new
just improved, I'm old fashion
like hounds tooth like my surroundings
soundproof hum a tune
in the afternoon, coming through
sometime after June
maybe July around firework
time black, white, stars, stripes
the president was black
now he's white as a sheet on a Klan
claiming he got a plan
I swear if only Obama cared
he would've took the bullet
leaving us a share