My skin could never no curse, no it can't
I wear it like a prom tuxedo
I wear my hair as if its the sun and...
each and every dread is a powerful light ray
never wanted things to be in reverse 'cause
GOD makes waves wise travellers so
my views of this world are ever growing
thus ever growing is the way one must view me
A soul of conviction unjustly convicted
happy tv commercials and bi-racial shows
the smell of reality still burns my nose
not content until it smells like a rose
whether it's in syle to keep the fight
I tread these waters and make my waves yes I do
And I will
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