People Look To Me To Do Things

My Raps Are A Decision, Rabble Rousing, Spiritual, Like Gospel Music. I Don't Want To Dance. We Have So Many Things To Deal With, We Need To Talk Straight Up And Down.

It Seems Like Every Time You Come Up Something Happens To Bring You Back Down.

The Eyes Of Mortal Men, Threaten You With Doom They Regret To See You, Set, But It Is Time, For The Moon

We Talk A Lot About Malcom X And Martin Luther King Jr, But It's Time To Be Like Them, As Strong As Them. They Were Mortal Men Like Us And Everyone Of Us Can Be Like Them. I Don't Want To Be A Role Model. I Just Want To Be Someone Who Says, This Is Who I Am, This Is What I Do. I Say What's On My Mind.

And Everyday I Read The Paper, There's Another Lie. They Show My Picture For The Crimes Of Another Guy.