It’s time to change the narrative within
Our estranged American skin.
Though inheritance was thinned, our struggle binds us.
By depicting us as wickedly grieved,
Jim Crow made us thick as thieves…
Tricked to see what we’ve misbelieved,
it’s time to put such troubles behind us.
If letting freedom ring is the goal in mind
Stop letting personal demons control our lives.
When black solos combine, it should be on our own recognizance.
Stop relying on allies to uplift us!
Stop complying with foul lines that conflict us…
Let our rally cry be Invictus: let’s provoke woke consciousness!
‘It matters not how straight the gate,
How charged with punishment the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul!’
Rather, WE are the masters of our fate –
Let’s recapture our powered gait.
Let’s walk out the gate shoulder-to-shoulder.
WE are the captains of our souls!
WE take action with our sound condoned…
Our caption’s loud and bold like the cadence swaying from soldier to soldier.
Pushing through barriers for black men to bond
Is scarier than black men armed.
When we respond arm-in-arm? – alarms go off!
Once black men aren’t at odds with another
Long enough to stop harming one another…
Whatever cause we start as brothers will go far!
So, stop letting Johnny divide and unite us!
Far from scrawny, we’re brawny fighters!
We’re like Bronny at dawn – we’re a flight up once we rise high!
We’ve got a legacy to uphold from the King of King James!
We’ve got a destiny to unfold – free from misdeeds and shame…
We don’t need to bleed for street gangs –
enlightenment’s our guide and script once we open our eyes wide.
It’s time we outboxed the match
And outfoxed the sacks
Of the Herculean odds stacked in pacts against our favor.
Given black cards that are marked and scratched,
21’s a game we hardly catch…
The hand we’re dealt discards the pack as it upends our neighbor.
But as enough cards fall into used decks,
The number grows into a huge set.
Pretty soon, it’s a blessing stockpiled a mile high!
All those unmentioned others
Who were left with their strength encumbered
Can band together into strengthened brothers a mile wide!
I mean, we all know there’s strength in numbers!
So, why not evoke such a redemptive cover?!!
Stop resisting one another – let’s take advantage of the ground swell!
As long as we keep embodying biology by dividing like cells,
We’ll probably keep bodying and dying by ourselves…
Why lobby for such prime details that make the devil proud as hell?!!
Uproot such evil – let’s move the needle and move the crowd!
Let’s prove the steeple’s improved now!
We’re imbued with power when we combine like Voltron!
Letting our current situation
Influence each other’s permanent station
Circumvents complacence with voltage armed.
This is bigger than red, black and blue lives.
Tear down the wall at our backs, it’s due time!
I’ve got your back, use it right – let’s take a stand together!
For too long, we’ve lacked true light
To strike the match and fuse it right…
If you say, ‘We’ve got our act together,’ you try but YOU DO LIE –
we’ve yet to fully expand together!
So, since we own a piece of the streets,
Don’t we owe some peace to the streets?!!
Shouldn’t we have the decency to call a cease fire?!!
In the same way it takes a village to raise a child,
Isolation can pillage and raze a child…
Emblazed and taken down before they’re reached and inspired.
Decreasing such pyres unlocks revivals
To give us a shot at the title!
Stop copping rifles – draw a Bible as your weapon of proud choice!
Stop aiming at others and cops as our rivals.
Stop blaming others for blocking our vitals…
Stop flossing trifles – invest in OUR voice!
When we increase the component
Of peace and atonement
In circles deep like the Stonehenge, we form one ancient tongue.
The deeper the moment, the deeper the speech.
The deeper the onus, the deeper we greet…
Once THAT’s sweepin’ the streets? – we forge native drums of Native Sons.
Face and run from false idols and true busyness.
Don’t waive off titles that could fuel your businesses.
It only takes a few sentences to change your life!
I’m not talking life sentences, eīther –
stop being centrally booked!
Info’s hidden in plain sight words –
pick up a book and physically look…
Don’t be mentally shook – unlock your mind through pages and spines!
It’s time for inward reflection.
It’s time for the N-word’s defection.
It’s time for inner detection – let’s let our wealth and brilliance shine!
It’s time to re-center what’s defective.
It’s time to reenter reinvestments…
It’s time to inter bereft possession – let your self-fulfillment rise!
Rather, once we revoke this deeply devoted brokenness,
Let’s invoke Ethiopian appropriateness:
Be enthroned in robes of nobleness – we are kings!
Before we were negroes and niggas, we were NĒGUS!
We weren’t ignorant, we were ingenious!…
Let that redeem and free us – please believe!
That’s the N-crowd I want to come around!
Forget the in-crowd if it dumbs us down.
Put on that N-crown – it’s custom-wound like a fitted cap.
One crowd formed from many tests and symphonies
Makes one crown formed of many crests and mini peaks…
Our best is the epitome of synergy once we enlist such stats.
We don’t need the common creed of enemies to encircle us.
We gather on our own – we’re not superfluous!
We are a purple trust – regal royalty is our birthright!
Though it’s do or die odds,
This ain’t no Suicide Squad!…
When U N I mob, U N I are bomb! – let me make sure you heard this right!:
Let’s be about humanizing lives
Under the spell of U-N-I-T-Y.
U N I are mighty… why? – ‘cause we’re built to connect like puzzles!
The country clubs close when U N I tee… Y?
‘Cause we take over when U N I team sides!…
U N I versus U N I teases strife –
that’s why the universe collectively struggles!
Though I just leaned on Khadijah’s
Queen Latifah
To redeem the features of our unity,
We don’t need a meter
Or beats of leisure to release our demeanor…
Forget wiz, kids… WE? are KING KHALIFA – speak with impunity!
