How Could You Do Me Like That

People Look To Me To Do Things For Them, To Have Answers.

To Me, I Feel That My Game Is Strong. I Feel As Thought I'm A Shining Prince, Just Like Malcolm, And I Feel That All Of Us Are Shining Princes, And If We Live Like Princes, Then Whatever We Want Can Be Ours. Anything.

Before We Find World Peace, We Gotta Find Peace In The War On The Streets.

There Should Be A Class On Drugs. There Should Be A Class On Sex Education-a Real Sex Education Class-not Just Pictures And Diaphragms And 'un-logical' Terms And Things Like That.....there Should Be A Class On Scams, There Should Be A Class On Religious Cults, There Should Be A Class On Police Brutality, There Should Be A Class On Apartheid, There Should Be A Class On Racism In America, There Should Be A Class On Why People Are Hungry, But There Are Not, There Are Classes On Gym, Physical Education, Let's Learn Volleyball.

We Look At Death From The Selfish Side, Like: "that Guy Died. Oh, It's So Sad." Why Is It Sad? He's Away From All Of This Bad Stuff That's Here On Earth. I Mean, At The Worst, He's Just Somewhere Quiet, No Nothing. At Best, He's An Angel... Or He's A Spirit Somewhere. What Is So Bad About That?