It Aint About Black Or White Cause

My Music Is Not For Everyone. It's Only For The Stong-willed, The [street] Soldiers Music. It's Not Like Party Music- I Mean, You Could Gig To It, But It's Spiritual. My Musi Is Spiritual. It's Like Negro Spiituals, Except For The Fact That I'm Not Saying 'we Shall Overcome.' I'm Saying That We Are Overcome.

The Day You Chose To Leave Me It Rained Constantly In Truth I Swore The Rain To Be The Tears Of Cuspids Eyes.

The Eyes Of Mortal Men, Threaten You With Doom They Regret To See You, Set, But It Is Time, For The Moon

Our Unborn Never Got To Grow, Never Got To See What's, Next, In This World Full Of Countless Threats.

Study Your Lessons, Don't Settle For Less.