I was up and out my mothers house at 17
Been a grown $$# married man ever since
Family reunions, I'm talked about but never seen

Cause I learned that some of them can be your nemesis
Got a lot of scars on me, I'll now tell you the stories
If, you promise not to take offense

Homie, sit back then, hand bring the beat in
I'll try to find a place that starts to make sense now
The first time I was pushed out blind

Cold and naked, spanked on the $$# to breathe
An immigrant from heaven on earth with a word piece
I announce my self with gasps and screams

Before black and white supremacy, heighted my innocence
I was living out life behind the picket fence
Happy go lucky scared of no one

With the only exception, I'm allergic to the sun
Didn't know I had a image that a camera couldn't capture
100% on Mars manufacture

But then came the laughter, and outside I'm battered
Picket fence shattered
I saw my self as !@$( tagalong, harassed and spat upon

By the children of slave masters who passed it on
The saddest songs been sung at the hands of who I call the race from hell
Its a disgrace from hell

Fell face first in the self hate
Burst into tears when I hear my own hellish name cursed
If I seem timid, its only because every mirror that I saw back then had the

earths ugliest human being in it
And with that said, they would kick me till they got tired or I act dead
And I, have to tell ya'll that the obvious part

That I always feel free when I'm talking to god
Alone on the playground, Friday afternoon
And the, old sister who hums gospel toons

I saw her notice getting closer
She approached me and put a knowing hand on my shoulder
And booked my feelings

Cause she looked at me in a way that adults very seldom look at children
And with the wisdom only earned by years
She read my thoughts and she welled up with tears and said


"You look the way you do because you're special
Not the short bus way, I mean that God's gonna test you

And all of this pain is training for the day when you
will have to lead with the gift God gave to you
Grown folks don't see it but the babies do

And there's a chance that you can save a few"
And time will prove that, she started my movement
She didn't tell me to take it - she told me to use it


The second time poppa ripped the womb open early
And exposed me to the coldness life prematurely

Where mom's love used to live, now housed denial
And when that decayed, it made it bitter and spiteful
But me and my runaway, we share something special

Rode into the sunset, can barely can tough the pedals
No strings attached, screaming, "$#&@ Geppetto"
We may live in the gutter, but we cling to each other


A week before my son came, I caught a bad bounce
And had to step to mom with my hands out

And momma proved the two of us could not live in that house
She lied to the police so they would throw us in the streets
And separating from you, is something that I feel I must do

Its not that I don't love you, its more that I don't trust you
Its been a year since I've seen a living relative
And it's just now that I'm starting to live

But while I'm sitting here, choking on tears wishing that I didn't care
Feeling all alone in this hemisphere, I swear upon everything I hold dear
And then my wife comes near, and I hear a voice whisper in my ear


"You're going through all of this because you're special
Not no superstar %#@!, I mean that God had to test you

And all of this pain has been training for the day when you
would lead us with the gift God gave to you
Your parents might not see it but your babies do

And there's a chance that you can save a few"
And time will prove that, she started my movement
She didn't tell me to take it, she told me to use it

So I use it