On The Other Hand

This is Citizen Aim inspired

Proclaiming the Lord's sire 'til his lungs retired literally

That's what you do with your own organs. Mutiny!

For every person who was forced to pick whether they were visual or auditory learners

A mic or black book burners

Broad-brush victims with a vicious vendetta to prove they are not them

I got you, every road less traveler

This is what love tastes like

If you could only hear my sketchbook

Them drums front and center like they're starving for attention

So tempted to wax cold and grow calluses

God grant us a blessing in honor of Oscar Grant

My people's hearts have gone granite

Granted, I expected them to

I apologize, unsung ones

Your stories ain't told much

They don't make for good headlines

No one cares about the lefties

But on the other hand, we rep art from the other hand

Powerful brushstrokes of the Son of Man

But on the other hand