I know why my brother bangs
why his mouf is full of gold and extended fangs
why his neck drapped with gold chains
I know why he can't keep just one woman have a few kids
unjustified in this society but this society ain't his
this fruit is far removed from his root but some how it's still attached
so in this society his war moves are matched
with bars that latch
I know why the young n***a wants to grind
so he can get some rims that shine
I know why he refuses to lose
and celebrates with bottles of booze
and wants to sit in clubs and have women to choose
The young black n***a was born to lose
Young n***a finally won
after all them years
finally got son shed a couple of tears
the day his son ask where he's from
he's gonna tell him somewhere different than the Texas slums
Young king you're justified I seen a land where a man has at least 2 wives
Young king you're justified continue the hunt for you to survive
Young king your land awaits you and your kids too.
Don't be afraid the land will embrace you
And the women that you chase will begin to chase you.
The chains they tie you today you'll see no more
But land of opportunity from shore to shore
Young Black n***a you are King as like when Martin says let freedom ring