We don’t want your Crumbs.
CRUMBS.
I wrote this song speaking to the “haves” and “have nots”. As we come upon the weekend of Juneteenth… I could not help but think about the consistent mishandling of black genius and how we STILL look for ways to be equitable or are simply denied what is due to the black creative economy in particular.
The sad thing is, it’s everywhere. We live in a system that thrives off of exclusivity and I’m very much over it. Hiding secrets, withholding truth, misdirecting because we are afraid that there won’t be enough to go around… it’s a load of bull.
The truth is. When you teach a person the way to build and cultivate abundance around them… it only helps (you and everyone). It creates generational wealth. It builds communities that are long lasting. We are an ecosystem. It’s time to circulate the gems. We don’t want crumbs. We don’t even want the pie. Honestly.
We’ve got recipes from ancestors, aunties and innovators. And we have no problem sharing.
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I try not to argue
But I like to stir the pot
Can’t help it, I just like to do a lot
Not nervous, someone’s got to choose to see clear
Seems a bit pretentious how the food
Round here gets placed
Y’all eatin, always gonna clear ya plate
Not feeding all the hungry faces y’all near
So I’m calling all my friends and goats around
Cooking what we growing gonna give it out
No one here is special we know
God gave us our blessing
So we’ll feed the crowd
Making all our dishes from the kitchen house
Sharing all the recipes we’re learning now
No room at the table so we’ll build our own
But you can come and sit around -
But we don’t want your crumbs
I don’t want them crumbs
Y’all be actin dumb
And I’m not fighting
we don’t want your crumbs
I don’t want them crumbs
Y’all be actin dumb
And I’m not fighting
Over them
Y’all can miss me with that -
It’s so funny how we beg for things that we can reach,
Just longing for the ones we call elite
To shed some light on our God-given dreams
Please remember how the Holy Spirit came to town
Those giftings glowing us up all around
So watch me bring the promise to me
So I’m calling all my friends and goats around
Cooking what we growing gonna give it out
No one here is special we know
God gave us our blessing
So we’ll feed the crowd
Making all our dishes from the kitchen house
Sharing all the recipes we’re learning now
No room at the table so we’ll build our own
But you can come and sit around
But we don’t want your crumbs
I don’t want them crumbs
Y’all be actin dumb
And I’m not fighting
we don’t want your crumbs
I don’t want them crumbs
Y’all be actin dumb
And I’m not fighting
Over themThis time this year
I be living so good
I’ll be making my food
I said
This time this year
I’ll be claiming my goods
I swear
Learn the Song
No, Thank you.
We don’t want them. We don’t need ‘em. We ain’t fighting either, respectfully.
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• 100% ring-spun cotton
• Heather Grey is 90% cotton and 10% polyester (all other heather colors are 35% cotton and 65% polyester)
• Fabric weight: 4.3 oz/yd² (145.79 g/m²)
• Pre-shrunk
• Shoulder-to-shoulder taping
• Double-stitched sleeves and bottom hem
• Blank product sourced from Haiti, Honduras, Mexico, or Bangladesh