America Wants Its Respect.

When The Charge First Came Up, I Hated Black Women. Then, Going To Trial, I Started Seeing The Black Women That Was Helping Me. It's Mostly Black Female Guards. They Treat Me With Human Respect.

My Raps Are A Decision, Rabble Rousing, Spiritual, Like Gospel Music. I Don't Want To Dance. We Have So Many Things To Deal With, We Need To Talk Straight Up And Down.

You Need To Hit The Door, Search For A New Guy. Cause I Only Got One Night In Town.

Though Are Hands Are Chained Like They Are, They Haven't Taken Music From Us Yet. So That's How I'll Fight. People Tell Me Don't Quit Like Everyone Else. I Wont Have No Fear.

Institutionalized, I Live My Life A Product Made To Crumble.