I want to be as free as the spirits of those who left
I’m talking Malcolm, Coltrane, my man Yusef
Through death grew conception, new breath and resurrection
For moms, new steps in a direction
In the right way, told her, “Inside is where the fight lay
And everything a nigga do may not be what he might say”..
Bush pushing lies, killers immortalized
We got arms but won’t reach for the skies
Waiting for the Lord to rise, I look into my daughter’s eyes
And realize I’ma learn through her
The Messiah, might even return through her
If I’ma do it, I gotta change the world through her..
The chosen one from the land of the frozen sun
Where drunk nights get remembered more than sober ones
Walk like warriors, we were never told to run
Explored the world to return to where my soul begun
Never looking back, or too far in front of me
The present is a gift, and I just want to be!