I wrote this novel just for you
  It sounds pretentious but it's true
  I wrote this novel just for you
  That's why it's vulgar
  That's why it's blue
  And I say, thank you
  And I say, thank you
    I wrote this novel just for Mom
  For all the mommy things she's done
  For all the times she showed me wrong
  For all the time she sang god's song
  And I say thank you Mom
  Hello Mom
  Thank you Mom
  Hi Mom
    I read a book about Uncle Tom
  Where a whitey bastard made a bomb
  But now Ebonics rule our song
  Those motherfuckers got it wrong
  And I ask
  Who is uncle Tom?
  Who is uncle Tom?
  Who is uncle Tom?
  You are
    I read a book about the self
  Said I should get expensive help
  Go fix my head
  Create some wealth
  Put my neurosis on the shelf
  But I don't care for myself
  I don't care for myself
  I don't care for myself
  I don't care
    I wrote this novel just for you
  I'm so pretentious, yes it's true
  I wrote this novel just for you
  Just for you
  Just for you