We Pay For Real Cold Days...

When I Left The City, The People Told Me Not To Come Back Home. 
Neighbors Sniffing Coke & Kids Dropping Out Out For Dope.
It's Getting Dangerous & Money Is Running Low.


Little Girls Having Babies & Can Barely Read.

They Spend More On A Bomb Than They Can Spend On Books.

We Can't Stay Focus Because Of This Economy.


They Got Us Locked Inside This Land Called Foolish Pride.
Women Will Stand Up For A Man But Not For Her Rights.
The Children Are Starving & It's Hard For Them To Sleep At Night.


Can't You See The Hurt In Their Eyes. The Pain In All Of  Their Faces. My People Are Suffering Genocide. And Nobody Does Anything But Sit On The Side.  So Lord What Do You Want Me To Do?? I Don't Wanna Be Held Accountable. I Wanna See A Cure In Africa. I Want My People To Stop Killing My People. I Want My People Free...Free From Disease, Poverty, & Low Self Esteem. 
The Way We Live On Earth Makes Me So Terrified. The Way We Love On Earth Makes Me Wanna Cry At Night. The Way We Die Is Such A Tragedy. My Heart Bleeds For Lost Families. 


Sometimes I Feel Like I'm On This Earth Alone...Like I'm The Only One Who Cares About The Looks On Those Children's Faces. Like I'm The Only One Who Wants Love At Home. These People Out Here Are So Crazy. This World Is Not What It Used To Be...Flowing Of Milk & Honey Instead We Killing For The Love Of Money....