As Much As I Try, When I

I Was Unique In That I Was A Kind Of Black That White People Could Accept. I Was Their Daydream. I Had The Worst Kind Of Acceptance Because It Was Never For How Great I Was Or What I Contributed. It Was Because Of The Way I Looked.

It's Ill-becoming For An Old Broad To Sing About How Bad She Wants It. But Occasionally We Do.

You Have To Be Taught To Be Second Class; You're Not Born That Way.

Malcolm X Raised My Consciousness About Myself And My People And Other People More Than Any Person I Know. I Knew Him Before He Became Malcolm X.

As Much As I Try, When I Open My Mouth, Lena Comes Out, And I Get So Mad.