What’s that?

I, the creator,

You, the spectator,

The color is back,

A rainbow drenched in all black,

Always ready to talk smack,

Or to carry you on my back,

It isn’t strength that I lack,

Wanna be surprised?

Put me on the track,

Can I taste your barbecue? Nice rack,

Bittersweet and tangy, damn what’s tha