Fam, see my aim is the same I also came from ghetto
I wanna feel no blame and see my parents together
Acclaiming grace in metro and neighbours give assistance
No shame for human victims, health taken by system
I want my music to be a main part of life
And no more vigour wasted earning on a doctor's stuff
watch sincere love, no sex paid for dollars
more facts spreading justice practise, Paul, that's our goals
and i'm just on a way to reach'em, we can pray for good
i gotta leave my hood to stop working for food
stop the blood feud, stop murdering each other
wanna see no red snow becomes a bedcover
we can take a lil weekend and
together light a king beacon friend
for better life we've got tickets
to the aftertime we both peek in