I ain't doin this to gain fame.

Malc got me thinking about changing  my last name.

This shit to the man must be a game.

Can't even say white man now

cause the presidents gotta black face.

But this nigga just acting black faced.

Nothin but a disgrace.

And I'll say that straight to him.

The future for colored America is looking grim. 

But  now it's not just about skin. 

It's money vs no money.

Yea money even that stuffs funny.

Just paper or numbers on a computer screen.

Still waiting for the doctors dream. 

But on my true sisters and brother I will lean.

While these fake ass politicians continue to scheme.

I'm just blowin off steam.

In this rough world ima diamond bout to gleam.

Created from hundreds of thousands pounds of pressure. 

And over two thousand degrees of heat,

That I'm bringing in the booth when I'm spitting the fire.

To burn all the liars and the frauds.

I'm just letting out my thoughts,

They told me that the sky is the limit so I told them I'm an astronaut. 

When I'm done preforming I don't want applause.

Cause my mission ain't done.

My mouth is my machine gun,

In this undercover war in society.

Until freedom and equality is the propriety.

And when I gain notoriety.

I'm sure they'll try to silence me.

But I'm not worry no anxiety.

I know god got me.

Because my message is out of piety.

And the government is built on contrariety.

I'm trying to build a dynasty.

Only righteously.

Because violence is nothing but irony.

To the cause I support.

I'm building a fort,

Of peace and freedom

Because we were never helped by the system.