This was written by a black man from Texas!

When I was born, I was black.
When I was a teenager, I was black.
When I expose myself to the sun, I remain black.
When I get cold, I'm always black.
When I'm scared, I'm black.
When I'm sick, I'm black.
When I hit myself, I'm still black.
And when I die, I'll always be black.

As for you, "White people":

When you're born, you're Rose.
When you grow up, you're white.
When you expose yourself to the sun, you become Red.
When you're cold, you turn blue.
When you're scared, you become Green.
When you're sick, you become Yellow.
When you get hit, you become Violet.
And when you die, you become Grey

And so, by what weird logic!

You call us, "The people of COULOR."