Josh Millard, Musician

Uncle
Where'd you learn to hate like that
Looking at the world through
Shit-colored glasses
I think one of us
Is a bit off track

Uncle
I guess you wish those faggots
Would just fade away
You got to right
To keep me up at night
Wondering what you'll do
If your son grows up gay

Uncle
Your kids are growing up
Awfully fast
And every word you scream at them
And every glare you aim at them
Teaches them about your past

Uncle
Do you want them to
Grow up just like you
Screaming at everyone
Because their daddy screamed at them
And hating cuz you taught them to

Uncle
You say you're a pious man
Well so did those white folks
Who couldn't stand black folks
They called themselves
The Ku Klux Klan

Uncle
Where'd you learn to hate like that
Did you learn it from your father
Did you learn it from your teacher
Did you learn it from a man
In a pointy white hat