I'm a ***** so a ***** what i gotta be, better yet a ***** what I'm supposed to be, **** you my *****, he my *****, she my *****, if you my ***** then ***** get down on your knees, and farm for free for me, I want whips and chains on you and not in a ****** steez, I ain't askin but, ***** please, you white and you my *****, *****,  but he's white and he ain't a ***** cuz he ain't my *****, so ***** what you mean, do you know the term, how it demeans and what it brings, the meaning and how it stings, that's my *****, so how much will you pay for this ******, this ****** here, or that ***** there, when its not said in a room full of ******, the *****, *****, ***** word brings chills that creep and crawl down your spine, will have a room full of white folk feeling uneasy and a little bit queazy, is that my ***** there? Your my ***** so ***** come here, I love all you ******, that term used to bring ****** shackled up into external and internal fear

Wake up, hello,
wake up, hello,
wake up, hello,
Shaped are the pale clouds that billow
In my lucid dreams, blue, orange, pink and bright yellow
Now and later I dream of snicker wrappers sticking to my pillow
Purple trees surrounding me
Laffy taffy toes when I see my feet and I laugh and giggle
Paranoid in my sleep
I just ate my baby nieces skittles
And my little sisters cereal
With goose pimples and spiders tingling up and down my skin
My brain is pulsing harder
No, no, don't let those cats get in
Because Dolce ate my shrimps, and Gucci ate my cake.... Joe
Put the bag down Jake!
Like I'm Alonzo on a sugar high from all the skittles
When I stop dreaming fluffy cat, pink, and bright yellow pillows
I need to slow it down with the herbs I bought shopping for medicinal

Man today just ain't my day
The skies are grey as my nikes is
I feel so much pressure
But nothing like Mike did
I just don't know what to do
To be free like birds of the sea
Tuna or a blue bird
I just want to be free
Free from all reality
Pressure like when the Levis broke
Head North for the winter time
For its always cold here to me

Shadows front and back,
I'm scared for the one in back,
The one in back is black and might attack,
In the front, my shadows twice as dim
Unfortunately that's the shadow that will attack and sin
The dark shadow is to set all goals lateral
But the path in which they follow,
Is often dark, jaded and foul
While the dim shadow stays on track while in constant lateral travel
In the end both sides out there soul up as collateral