The streets rob us of our hopes and dreams, the reality of the american dream, just seems like a dream gone bad, the systematic terminators in Congress got me feeling anointed like Martin Luther King, didn't name my son a junior, however if he has to grow up in this mess, than I might get stressed and go to war spiritually, because these demons are no joke when you are trying to turn your situation into reality, give all the Glory to God, cause' the world is full of deceit, easier to love a woman than it is for her to give up something she cannot see,our youth is fornicating can't you see, cast it down, cast it down, renounce it now, give it to God and let him get the glory out of it, no more excuses like a contusion painfully banging on your bone, feeling like an intrusion!