And even though i act crazy I gotta thank the lord that you made meh.

Even as a little seed, I could see his plan for me. Stranded on welfare, another broken family.

Everything in life is not all beautiful, not all fun. There is lots of killing and drugs.

Sometimes I sit and look at life from a different angle.

They wanna censor me, they ratha see me in a cell, livin' in hell, with only a few of us to live to tell.

I struggle to be rugged and raw dude, trying to survive in the trials and lawsuits, Everybody wants to test me, WHY ME?

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.