Windy fingers touching whatever they have chosen
Blowing through hot Egyptian lands, still staying…
Frozen Ice cream is what children love in the summer

Fame is a lonely man made from lonely life dancers
Walking the lonely streets searching for simple answers

Who am I? Who are you? What are we doing?
Everyone running around lying, scamming, cheating n suing

Flirtatious women dancing to pay the rent,
When He comes will they have a chance to repent?

Seven horns blew to release the planet from slavery,
There were no horns during the dark side of Black History

Close your eyes my brother and you will see…
Shore to sea shore the Atlantic Ocean
Throwing the sick and the dead over out in the…
Open your mind and your heart,
It’s time we called for a new start

But time travels without any baggage to claim,
Many of the homeless people travel the same

Only one will have their chance to be…
Preachers come on preach trees
They cloud the mind like spelling B’s
Pick one down and you’ll see what you got