Fam, see my aim is the same I also came from ghetto I wanna feel no blame and see my parents together Acclaiming grace in metro and neighbours give assistance No shame for human victims, health taken by system I want my music to be a main part of life And no more vigour wasted earning on a doctor's stuff watch sincere love, no sex paid for dollars more facts spreading justice practise, Paul, that's our goals and i'm just on a way to reach'em, we can pray for good i gotta leave my hood to stop working for food stop the blood feud, stop murdering each other wanna see no red snow becomes a bedcover we can take a lil weekend and together light a king beacon friend for better life we've got tickets to the aftertime we both peek in