Marcus Garvey star line when I recite my mind
Human rights salute four knuckles to the sky
$#&@ comply, Travon mother still cries

You made your history once the chains was applied
They can't hang me but I still can feel the shade
They hate what I am but sorry I was American made

You made a fortune off slave so crime pays
Parenthood on every corner, help abortion lays
Revolution Huey Newton when I'm shooting

I close my eyes I can still see the L. A. looting
More drugs, less school the goal is to keep us stupid
Another murder gets swept then they blame our music

Planking images slave stack on the ship
Race had nothing to do with Adam shooting up them kids
No one cares until it happens right where you spit

We all lost somebody let's start to live

I am, I am somebody


Look into my eyes as you tell me that I'm worthless
Your hate for me is the reason for the soul searching

You say my people free but I'm screaming bogus
You tell lie vision won't keep me unfocused
What's the point of Malcolm taking all that heat

What's the point of Martin giving up a chance to breath
What you feel you free because you get to tweet
Another World Star video, another ^!$$% beat

Keep recording as you watch a ^!$$% bleed
^!$$% ^!$$% ^!$$% die let the black man be
Stop questioning Jesus and start to use your feet

Sometimes a lil self-help is all you really need
Nah I aint perfect of course I made my sins
But thing called life always give you a second wind

So I aint never been too tired to try to win
Never worried about the color of my skin cause


I am, I am somebody!