I am society's child. This is how they made me and now I'm sayin' what's on my mind and they don't want that. This is what you made me, America.

I'm a reflection of the community.

I see a woman in the night with a baby in her hand, under an old street light near a garbage can.

One day I'm gonna bust, blow up on this society. Why did you lie to me? I couldn't find a trace of equality.

If we had any nerve at all, if we had any real balls as a society, or whatever you need, whatever quality you need, real character, we would make an effort to really address the wrongs in this society, righteously.

We have a society where every hit maker and TV presenter is gay.