They's a lowdown crew..
 
No particular hue..
They comes in rainbows,  
acting as friends 
but pulling games on each like foes..
O and they be dressed,  
latest of styles,
 but fishy eyeing each other's clothes 
Coming in pairs, running in packs 
rarely alone...
pocket and substance watchers
barely mature but fully grown..
Loudly laughing and explaining confusion 
so afraid of being all alone..
So they go on with parties 
that have no clocks, 
singing hearty 'til their health is all shocked 
White collars, blues, stained and all 
they give nothing away free 
and say "Ain't no black hearts over here",
O!! You thought I was just talking about me 
naw my buddies, I be explaining We.