My dream is to be part of team Elohim To transcend sin, the wonts of human beings To meditate then convo with all eye seeing Or maybe just hear Quiet my soul so he, she, or it can lighten my load My soul corrodes To mouth is a commode Defecate some sh** that y'all should hear I'm susceptible to depression but then I think about Shakir Stewart I need help from the Almighty To ask why we don't discuss the trials of Chris Lighty From Ku Klux the Klan who tied Emmett Till to a fan The same that shot Tray, Zimmerman and They got my stomach in knot I'm bent over praying to God like its salat, its a lot Ankles tied to some chains I want to say yes but its no like Tulane I meant N.O Not many blacks make it to the show Jay Leno Went broke in a Bentley now i'm rich whippin' a Pinto; I'm stuntin' like deep dish rims on Hertz rentals When I was broke I'd be proud to sell dope to your own folks house, n***a I meant it how it sounds Where were all the white rappers when they mowed Mike Brown down No where to be found