Free

So then what's freedom? When nothing in world can stop you, reach for the stars but the height alarms you
Speak on the Law, when the law despise you, running from free speech with bullets for liberty;
What's love? You lied in the name of love and eye for an eye, tooth for tooth is new recruits in dusty boots,
they know not truth, signed up for the action, now they dead before the enemy shoots;
What's a slum? the city is a state of mind, blind and I can't see a need for time, I'm on the verge of reality
I live there, twice as often as any artist should be there; Crime, prison industrial complex, now that the empire's crushed
what's the context? Do the math when the math is done is black, white agreeing see every race wants to be free.

It's what it is and what it can never be
See I'm living to be free,
What I'm, what i was born to be.

My poetry will off course, break slave chains live Wilburforce;
And when the morning comes, I put Nat Turner on my banner, runaway rebel king for your honor
Love the lord with your mind, heart and soul, I love 'till my casket closed. So what's poverty?
when your soul is the property, penny for your thoughts, quarter for your destiny and they
say the souls of young folk was sold on cheap hope now our corners hold an act of worship.
The music of this generation, pornographic theme songs for masturbation, so I analyze the situation
let my pencil do the talking found me some heavenly wings, man I'm free.

t's what it is and what it can never be
See I'm living to be free,
What I'm, what i was born to be

Here we are, wanting to be free. Not sure which way to go now.