Soap; I Parked on a Mexican; Wrinkled Neck; Some People Won’t Eat Pork

Brainwashing—brainwashing, black cats, cowboy with the black suit on, the Black Knight, all that shit
When you get to Las Vegas, better try to get some black chips in your pocket—takes one ugly white to make one black
Lotta things fair when you break 'em down, you should find the truth. Know why we have prejudice? 'Cause it's been preached for years and years by idiots. Years ago, some chump wrote, "Negroes have odors." If they'da had the toilet they wouldn't have had no odor—you ever think of that? Give everybody a shot at the soap and water. It's some funky everybody. You don't see too many Black people washing up on television. Hit you dial—niggas don't be washing, do they? 'Cause they keep trying to make people believe we don't wash up. I'm standing up here smelling good, goddamn, just fresh out the shower. See, I don't sit in no tub, I let it just wash on off 'cause it's only a couple hours old.
(A lotta white people don't smell good, either) That's true, and Mexicans, and Africans, and Filipino
(¡Cállate!) Si, un puto. I know Mexican, I go to Mexico every Sunday, got a 1900 dollar parking ticket down there—parked on top of a Mexican. Now, what the hell is he doing under my wheels? I'm sitting in my car, drunk, just going along easy, you know what I mean, had to go to court. Judge said, "You should've seen him, señor, he was standing in the road with his tamale wagon. I said, "Well, judge, I didn't even notice his fly was open."
I don't be watchin' no fellas. Me and another dude gettin' up to go somewhere to rob two hoes.
How are you, honey? Pretty. I love Black women, love 'em. Neck won't wrinkle 'til she get 73. That's right, look at old Black women on the bus—neck so smooth, goddamn. That's drag, man, suck one of them old wrinkled necks, man, pull meat in your mouth 20 minutes—think they're wearing a chitlin.
Some people won't eat pork—more brainwashing. I eat it—hell, it brought me this far. Hell, lotta people can't help but eat it. You could eat a whole hog, only thing you gotta spit out is gums and teeth—that's all. You can eat the foot, knuckle, butt, tail, ribs, heart, liver, kidney, chitlins, maws, backbone, pork chop, neckbone, head, tongue, ears, and snoot. Now, I'll give up foot and knuckle to get in the group, but I'm not giving up head and tongue for nobody. Some people won't eat a snoot ;cause they look at it as a snoot, but I don't. I just say, "Oh, there's two holes in the meat."
People ask, "How can we help?" Let me make a living. Rather see me here, or raping some of your relatives? Whew, man, I hope people eventually people learn to get along together, you know what I mean, try to help everybody, you know, do their thing, and then they help you in turn. Like years ago, people used to help each other build a house or a cabin—or so it says. I bet they was chargin'.
I hope I haven't offended anyone here, I didn't come here to offend, just to perform as an adult—and I think I did that. And if anyone here was offended, it was because you stayed. There's no safety belt on your seat. If you didn't like the show, you coulda did like the shepherd, got the flock out. If you stayed and you were offended, I don't give a shit and don't come see no more. Good night and thank you very much, love you.