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I to be another black statistic
A black man who can wine and in the sin of the world
And still be a Christian
I plan on being great, I not to be less
I refuse to wear a bar across my chest

I refuse to let a tee or throwback jersey define me
I refuse to let my children witness
Or make mature decisions in
I refuse to grow up carrying the generational
I refuse to feel the need to curse in my

I hate bein' looked at
someone asks, "Can anyone rap?"
I wanna be a man
That can flip it urban to corporate measures
A black man who gain
of the world for his own pleasures

A black man who reps Christ to the with no regrets
My only regret is the
many black statistics in the past have set
Like goin' to jail, about bail
our kids, cussin' at church
Married and you flirt, no father present at birth
Animosity within the of our church

I refuse to let my people be viewed as
I plan on planting a seed not for the
But for one that's
As for statistics, my father the mode
And I it's just my job for the next generation to continue in it
Because I refuse to be another statistic