Till the end of time
I forgot when it stopped being about me, but these people living in misery.
I'm a man to myself and this is everyone's victory.
Id give this breathe, for your breathe to be understood even if its misunderstood.
Can you see that under this bronx fog and are u feeling relived and good?
Its nothing, compared to the 3rd thought in this movie.
Whats money or everyday,
when I'm sad my sister is living that way?
Ill be praised by taking these thoughts a way.
Ill feel something more than peace. Its nothing that's there to stay.
Neither will you, since i wont be here to explain.I need more of you and not the old blue.
Ill give my breathe for you to never feel hate again, but love till its no longer a breathe but a man or women. Just smile at me because i Aint mad at cha.