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Picture yourself being 10 years old And having visions stuck in prison cause the stories that were told Around you when you was younger now it’s all you can see Thinking more then likely that could be me I seen my unk on tv for a prison escape And at the age of 16 I thought I’m seeing my fate Always thought that It was inevitable what more can I say To this day I get the feeling that they’ll lock me away I’m a black man living in this country where it’s normal to be sent To a place where my people make almost 50% That’s half of the population in our prison today We only make up 3% of the country ain’t that a shame Yeah that’s fucked up Man they got us cuffed up Our people out here dying but we’d rather fill our cups up Fathers leaving sons and turn around say it’s tough love Making up excuses spitting rubbish like a dump truck But am I being realistic For Tryna get this message to the ones that might of missed it You only got one life so why risk it Fuck being a statistic It’s time to change the way we see the world But more important it’s time to change the way we see ourselves How we supposed to spread out wings if all we see is hell We are kings and we are queens or before where anything else It’s got me thinking while I’m making this Letras de cancionesWe plan funerals before we plan 80ths Cause your expected to die young if your indigenous The poisons in the foods and the substances that they’ve given us They put our elders on a ball and chain They stopped our kids for learning culture now we think it’s shame They took our fathers never knew if they’d be seen again And wonder why there’s deadbeat dads our generations pain So tell me what are we to do I chased a dream for the kids whoever dreamed it too So many youngins with a passion never see it through our kids are poppin pills and smoking rocks the size of uluru And suicide is oh too common About 10 that I’ve known myself So many teens that I’ve seen in coffins Too many times I thought I’d kill myself Where I’m from we try to find our idols Out of mind or they was out of sight I fell victim to vicious cycle Before I ever learned to ride a bike I’m well aware what they portray us as Alcoholics with our housos full of vacant dads Call us criminals for tryna numb the pain we have Invest a couple million in more prisons and think less rehabs We’re so much more then what they say we are Yeah we don’t fit inside the lines we’re a work of art The first to walk along our matriarchs The first astronomers that’s how I knew I’d be a superstar So am I being realistic for tryna get this message to the ones that might have missed it We only get one life so why risk it Man fuck being a statistic From Letras Mania