If you can make it through the night, there's a brighter day.

Give me a paper and pen, so I can write about my life of sin. A couple of bottles of gin, in case I don't get in.

I don't have to talk about whether or not I got raped in jail.

That's what I am, America's nightmare. I am what you made me, the hate and evil that you gave me.

I was looking for a father, he was gone. I hung around with the thugs, and even though they sold drugs, they showed a young brother love.

strength is overcome by weakness/Joy is overcome by Pain/The night is overcome by Brightness/and Love-it remains the same.

I guess cause i'm black boy, I'm supposed to say 'peace', sing songs, and get capped on.