Walk down to 7 11,
Look around and I'm in heaven.
All the snack food I can eat,
All the Racists I can beat away...
Struting down aisle by aisle,
Kicking Nazi's old school style.
All the soda I can drink,
Prejudice in every blink today...
What are you mad for?
We're in the same store.
And we all want,
The same bag of cheetos!
What you looking at?
Its not in this store.
You want Lays,
and I want Doritos!
Pulling up to the cashere,
the check for I.D. I do fear.
Standing up for my right,
Don't give in without a fight someway...
Take my change and I go home,
The filthy streets I will roam.
Prevent the blood that will smear,
That is why unity's here to stay...
Snack Food Unity...
(Everybody)
Ain't nothing wrong, with the Snack Food Unity Song...
(Repeat)