[Verse]
Uh, when you make it out the Milky Way, tell me what you'll see today
Outside the east bay, into the west, ay
Go on to the next day, fuck up the papers
What's going on with the races is there's too much discrimination That shit been happening every day, every single way
We're tired of it, higher-than-shit people need to talk
They breathe gold, get everything on a silver plate
So, you should speak out about it, make sure you go miles without doubting it, frowning, shit, I'm down to help, make it pass the Kuiper Belt