As wars come and go, my soldier stays eternal

It's time we stop worrying, and get angry you know? But not angry and pick up a gun, but angry and open our minds.

I rap about fighting back. I make it uncomfortable by putting details to it. It might not have been politically correct but I've reached somebody; They relating to me. They relate to the brutal honesty in the rap.

Don't change on me. Don't extort me unless you intend to do it forever.

All B.S. aside, it all comes down to... we got to survive. I mean, even warriors put their spears down on Sundays. We got to survive here in this country... 'cause I'm not going back to Africa. We got to survive here. And for us to survive here-White folks, Black folks, Korean folks, Mexican folks, Puerto Ricans-we got to understand each other.

There should be a class on apartheid. There should be a class on why people are hungry, but there are not. There are classes on...gym. Physical Education.

I put the pistol by my head, and say a prayer. I see visions of me dead, Lord are you there?