I'm 23 Years Old. I Might Just

A Lot Of People, Black, White, Mexican, Young Or Old, Fat Or Skinny Have A Problem Being True To They Self. They Have A Problem Looking In The Mirror And Looking Directly Into Their Own Souls. Only Reason I Am Who I Am Today Is Because I Can Look Directly Into My Face And Find My Soul

One Day I'm Gonna Bust, Blow Up On This Society, Why Did You Lie To Me, I Couldn't Find A Trace Of Humanity.

All B.s. Aside, It All Comes Down To... We Got To Survive. I Mean, Even Warriors Put Their Spears Down On Sundays. We Got To Survive Here In This Country... 'cause I'm Not Going Back To Africa. We Got To Survive Here. And For Us To Survive Here-white Folks, Black Folks, Korean Folks, Mexican Folks, Puerto Ricans-we Got To Understand Each Other.

When You Were Born The World Was Smiling, And You Cry, Because Living A Life So That You Are Dying Smiled, Cried And The World.

Life Give To You What You Gave To It. So Give Your Best.