I Can't Give Up. It's A Rap

I Struggle To Be Rugged And Raw Dude, Trying To Survive In The Trials And Lawsuits, Everybody Wants To Test Me, Why Me?

We Probably In Hell Already, Our Dumb Asses Not Knowing.

My Mother Was A Woman. A Black Woman. A Single Mother. Raising Two Kids On Her Own. So She Was Dark Skinned. Had Short Hair. Got No Love From Nobody Except For A Group Called The Black Panthers. So That's Why She Was A Black Panther.

Nothing But Pain, Stuck In This Game, Searching For Fortune And Fame.

I'm Calling For Dialogue. I'm Gathering Attention For Dialogue Which Is What You Do In A Struggle For Power.