I want to be as free as the spirits of those who left
I'm talking Malcom, Coltrane, my man Yusef
Through death through conception
New breath and resurrection

For moms, new steps in her direction
In the right way told inside is where the fight lay
And everything a nigga do may not be what he might say
Chicago nights stay, stay on the mind

But I write many lives and lay on these lines
Wave the signs of the times many say the grind is on the mind
Shorties blunted eyed and everyone wonderin' where I'm
Bush pushing lies, killers immortalized

We got arms but won't reach for the skies
Waiting for the Lord to rise, I look into my daughter's eyes
And realize that I'ma learn through her
The Messiah, might even return through her

If I'ma do it, I gotta change the world through her
Furs and a Benz, grams wantin' 'em
Demons and old friends, pops they hauntin' him
The chosen one from the land of the frozen sun

When drunk nights get remembered more than sober ones
Walk like warriors, we were never told to run
Explored the world to return to where my soul begun
Never looking back or too far in front of me

The present is a gift
And I just wanna be