My resume is real enough for two millenniums.
I put my lyric and my lifeline on the line.
I don’t love people enough to put my faith in man.
The hurt becomes repetition, the love almost lost that.
Ain’t no black power when your baby killed by a coward.
The great American flag is wrapped and dragged with explosives.
At 27 years old, my biggest fear was bein’ judged.
I’m talkin’ fear, fear that my humbleness is gone.
I’m talkin’ fear, fear that love ain’t livin’ here no more.
Everything I say is from an angel.