I want to be as free
as the spirits of those who left
I'm talking Malcom
Coltrane my man Yusef
Through death through conception
New breath and resurrection
For moms
new steps in her direction
In the right way
Told inside is where the fight lay
And everything a nigga do
may not be what he might say
Chicago nights stay
stay on the mind
But I write many lives and lay
on these lines
Wave the signs of the times
Many say the grind's on the mind
Shorties blunted-eyed and
everyone wonderin' where I'm
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 that
I'ma learn through her
The Messiah
might even return through her
If I'ma do it
I gotta change the world through her
Furs and a Benz gramps wantin 'em
Demons and old friends
pops they hauntin' him
The chosen one from the land
of the frozen sun
When 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 wanna BE