People are okay with me until they know I'm not white or see I'm shitty in a way that shows I'm not white for certain reasons not before. Or just because I'm a little fat and maybe they find out about my race somehow, though I don't think they did in certain cases though I mean probably did.
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Leaf me a tasty treat
Meet me @ the side of @ street
Make sure you bring your seat
Don't tell me you can't stand the heat