Man, I was in a place
Called Keeprunnin', Mississippi one time
And I heard someone on my way back
Sounded a little something like raw funk to me
So I slowed down and took a listen
And this is all I could hear, baby

from Funkadelic – Music for My Mother Lyrics on Rap Genius


This story is a funky interpolation of “the common slave’s story”: A man is being kept as a slave — often in Mississippi — and decides to take a run for it. The “owners” find out that the slave is gone, and go after him, on horses. The slave is not fast enough, but he finds his savior, AKA the funk.

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