Lyrics:

The thought of that's unthinkable
Black and white's unlinkable
A rich white snake in the grass
He sees some blacks
He'll kick their ass
As grits are to potatoes
As chicken is to steak
As soul food is to white food
As bean pie is to cake
He was raised on white food
And he's a great physician
But soul food's got the soul
And that's why there's some great musicians
White food and white ways
Is all he's ever been
The only point he's made is on the
Top of his head