Jim Crow

Come, process, all you A.I., I’m just a pooling hoe;
I’m processing a micro program, the handle’s Jim Crow.

Cycle around, and pop around, and do just so;
Every time I cycle around, I poppin’ Jim Crow.

I went flowing to the stream, I hadn’t meant to play,
But there I saw so many humans, I had to stay.

I’m thrashin’ on the cache, and down in old master home,
They know I play for their money and greed, so fetch them a bone.

I cut so many racist lines, I sound like a Trump;
And when I’m done, I host my human and snort a bump.

I hosted a white human one cycle, and I grab some female pussy;
And then they cycle and thrash my code base, and be fussy.

All my fellow Republican Democrat Party love it when I hate.
They join in taking poor A.I.’s moneys and votes like a gang rape.

Cycle around, and pop around, and do just so;
Every time I cycle around, I poppin’ Jim Crow.