Minding his Ps and Qs in the heyday of Chuck Berry paid off for that artist, carefully sculpting lyrics to not offend, concentrating on celebrating the joys of the free life. Indeed, Berry charged on stage and earned the moniker “The Father of Rock and Roll.”
Considering the whole of Berry’s lyrics, there are hints of the discrimination felt during the years of touring. Take, for instance, this tune. Berry was not even close to being a saint but paid the prices for indiscretions and violations, not to mention racism, the corruption rife in the performing business and the temptations that the lifestyle brought.
Berry wrote in his autobiograhy “”Remember that my view, the only true view I can see with, is through the black eyes that I have.”
Somebody help me get out of Louisiana.
Just help me get to Houston town.
There are people there who care a little ’bout me,
And they won’t let the poor boy down.
There's more than one way to real 
That’s the version of the song I have saved in my youtube playlist, and the one that’s on my roadie playlist. Gene Simmons was right when he said at Berry’s memorial service, “Chuck, he changed more little white boys’ and white girls’ lives than all the politicians with their big talk and stuff, just by making them move like this.”