I Am A Soul
When you look at me what do you see?
A hood rat, a thug, a nothing and that what ill always be?
Did it ever occur to you that i just need a little direction?
But you keep it moving because i don't pass your visual inspection
you see me every morning and walk right by
Never taking the time to even say Hi
Because you're to afraid that im going to mug you
and you let stereotypes tell you what ill do.
Every time you see me and walk past all afraid