Just Thinking

coming from the streets, where you might have to rob a nigga just to eat, I sit back and I think where is God at, Iam searching for that spirit, my people lost and don't hear it, the people are brought and sold before they are born, since you not from heaven, you can't understand things about heaven, wisdom is my weapon, love my protection, it's world war 3, understand it's all about the money can't you see, same reason niggas die in dese streets, a brotha's anger turns into a banger, aimed at a brotha you perceive as a stranger, we so quick to use the trigger finger, uncle Sam is the real danger, our minds are consumed with earthly thoughts, preventing us from perceiving of the interstellar realm from which our solus were brought, freedom is something that is not taught