It's very difficult to ignore humanitarian disasters. The royalties from my albums continue to support my charity work.

The words of the songs speak for themselves.

After embracing Islam in 1977, I considered the majority of underprivileged dark-skinned people of the so-called Third World brothers and sisters in humanity.

The latest horror to hit the U.S. looks to have been caused by people of Middle Eastern origin, bearing Muslim names. Again, shame. This fuels more hatred for a religion and a people who have nothing to do with these events.

Being more mature now, I've managed to make peace with my past, as it's making peace with me. Certainly there's a mutual gain for reflecting on both phases of my life, and although I consider the here and now perhaps to be more important, there are still many people who appreciate my past ephemeral stages and the lessons they represent.

I'm gonna get me a gun, all those people who put me down you better get ready to run.

Music satisfies and nourishes the hunger within ourselves for connection and harmony.