let me tell ya a story
Okay it was a black man a white man and a Chinese man
The black man of course he was po'
The white man... he was rich
And the Chinese man, he owned a sto'
Okay the black man lived on Beat Street
The white man lived on Wall Street
and at the Chinese man's store is where they all meet
Not really on the good foot
cause the white man kept steppin on the black man's toes
And in his shoes there were holes
But the white man didn't care;
shit, he didn't have to wear it
The scratch that he had, he got from his parents;
with his tight ass, he woulda been poor white trash, but anyway
everyday the black man would ask him to spare change
but at him, the white man would stare strange
So the black man got fed up
cause wasn't nobody feedin him and feedin him
And took red by his neck and started beatin him and beatin him
The Chinese man got 'noid and broke out like a peon
And now the black man own the store
and the name of it is Leon's
Barbeque that is..
Rib tips, hotsauce, mild sauce, fries, and chicken