[00:25.577]I was born on Februaty 24th, 1970
[00:29.463]The day I was delivered, they said I would build a legacy
[00:32.715]Picture me with influence that last generations
[00:35.451]I was made out of love to keep you happy and educated
[00:38.569]the first three letters of the alphabet my name
[00:41.865]I made you laugh, I made you dance, I made you sing
[00:45.005]I been around the world and back, you recorded my almanac
[00:48.150]So dearly way before the fact me and pops was estranged
[00:51.529]My father was a public figure，bigger than life
[00:54.305]Lived as a winner，on stages alike
[00:56.474]Rivers of people surely united，just to see our bond
[00:59.681]Time carried on, that was a common thread. My perfect father had many flaws
[01:04.103]Still they moved they legs and shook they heads in unison
[01:06.940]He had more children, I was the oldest
[01:09.300]We always played with each other 'fore they ruined 'em
[01:11.826]He told me his personal secrets, childhood catching on beatings
[01:15.258]Sexually touched and abused, never seen life in a school
[01:18.656]The price of being iconic was demonic and screwed
[01:21.730]I stood on stage and had to watch my father on the news
[01:25.368]Stress on the head of my spirit, I was lost and confused
[01:28.361]I knew both sides of the story, but still, I couldn't choose
[01:31.839]See, it was more than humiliation and bein' sued
[01:35.128]They crucified my affiliation for points to prove
[01:38.243]And now my purpose for livin' makes no difference to you. My total existence was for makin' a smiling move
[01:44.715]They said that I'll live forever
[01:46.761]But the moment he died, more accusations arrived
[01:49.851]I had to die too
[02:02.404]I remember takin' my first breath August 28th, 1963
[02:07.751]The whole nation had saved the day, I made it on TV
[02:10.954]My come out was a standing ova', the crowd in disbelief
[02:14.103]How could a group of words be so great?
[02:15.957]Designed to make you think
[02:17.581]Races and faces embracin' my conscience in letter form
[02:20.442]How gracious was I speakin' on changes once outside the norm?
[02:23.839]The person responsible, my creator
[02:26.048]He never conformed or used hatred to form mass retaliation
[02:29.415]Watch him perform with conviction
[02:31.167]Two hundred and fifty thousand souls left they homes to listen
[02:34.212]I gather his thoughts in abundance made to complete the mission
[02:37.541]His life became heroic, then tables turned
[02:40.026]My creator stripped from being a poet because he yearned other women, infidelity stricken, I can't say he was perfect
[02:47.016]It made me nervous, they tear him down and forget me
[02:49.987]I prayed that I survived in the midst of the controversy
[02:53.091]How many lives'll fall on deaf ears if I'm not worthy?
[02:56.225]I won't justify his personal problems, that's not my job
[02:59.410]I was only born to make sure your children can play outside
[03:02.565]And I imagine the other demons he hid before he died
[03:05.862]If they came to surface, this dream probably won't be alive
[03:09.174]Because of you
[03:22.177]I was born in paranoia, it's poison for us
[03:25.219]We can't create with joyous ambition, we're out of luck
[03:28.467]The critics formed a new coalition and huddled up
[03:31.760]The non-creators are now elated and out of touch
[03:35.030]Why can't you gladly appreciate the influence we give?
[03:38.439]Stop starin' at me disgusted, my substance made sure you'd lived
[03:41.673]You want the head of the messenger and the history from him
[03:45.070]Which eventually takes away from the good you accustom
[03:48.200]Think of a life without the likes of imagination that's prosperin'
[03:51.989]The bodies that you consider genius, you like to box 'em in
[03:55.063]The great debaters and thinkers, they gave you a voice
[03:57.928]Why can't you prosecute the crimes and not the thoughts I employ?
[04:01.296]Because your better judgement will always look down on me
[04:04.105]But if I recollect how we connect, you'll account on me
[04:07.589]I got a theory that most of y'all won't allow to see
[04:10.836]It goes like this, talent doesn't choose morality
[04:14.094]See, if Daniel Hale was a killer, would you not want a heart?
[04:17.654]If Carl Benz was a racist, would you stop driving cars?
[04:20.888]I can't help we jump in these bodies and you called them a god
[04:24.176]Just know the Earth is just a rock without the voices of art
[04:27.292]Sincerely yours

I was born on Februaty 24th, 1970
The day I was delivered, they said I would build a legacy
Picture me with influence that last generations
I was made out of love to keep you happy and educated
the first three letters of the alphabet my name
I made you laugh, I made you dance, I made you sing
I been around the world and back, you recorded my almanac
So dearly way before the fact me and pops was estranged
My father was a public figure，bigger than life
Lived as a winner，on stages alike
Rivers of people surely united，just to see our bond
Time carried on, that was a common thread. My perfect father had many flaws
Still they moved they legs and shook they heads in unison
He had more children, I was the oldest
We always played with each other 'fore they ruined 'em
He told me his personal secrets, childhood catching on beatings
Sexually touched and abused, never seen life in a school
The price of being iconic was demonic and screwed
I stood on stage and had to watch my father on the news
Stress on the head of my spirit, I was lost and confused
I knew both sides of the story, but still, I couldn't choose
See, it was more than humiliation and bein' sued
They crucified my affiliation for points to prove
And now my purpose for livin' makes no difference to you. My total existence was for makin' a smiling move
They said that I'll live forever
But the moment he died, more accusations arrived
I had to die too
I remember takin' my first breath August 28th, 1963
The whole nation had saved the day, I made it on TV
My come out was a standing ova', the crowd in disbelief
How could a group of words be so great?
Designed to make you think
Races and faces embracin' my conscience in letter form
How gracious was I speakin' on changes once outside the norm?
The person responsible, my creator
He never conformed or used hatred to form mass retaliation
Watch him perform with conviction
Two hundred and fifty thousand souls left they homes to listen
I gather his thoughts in abundance made to complete the mission
His life became heroic, then tables turned
My creator stripped from being a poet because he yearned other women, infidelity stricken, I can't say he was perfect
It made me nervous, they tear him down and forget me
I prayed that I survived in the midst of the controversy
How many lives'll fall on deaf ears if I'm not worthy?
I won't justify his personal problems, that's not my job
I was only born to make sure your children can play outside
And I imagine the other demons he hid before he died
If they came to surface, this dream probably won't be alive
Because of you
I was born in paranoia, it's poison for us
We can't create with joyous ambition, we're out of luck
The critics formed a new coalition and huddled up
The non-creators are now elated and out of touch
Why can't you gladly appreciate the influence we give?
Stop starin' at me disgusted, my substance made sure you'd lived
You want the head of the messenger and the history from him
Which eventually takes away from the good you accustom
Think of a life without the likes of imagination that's prosperin'
The bodies that you consider genius, you like to box 'em in
The great debaters and thinkers, they gave you a voice
Why can't you prosecute the crimes and not the thoughts I employ?
Because your better judgement will always look down on me
But if I recollect how we connect, you'll account on me
I got a theory that most of y'all won't allow to see
It goes like this, talent doesn't choose morality
See, if Daniel Hale was a killer, would you not want a heart?
If Carl Benz was a racist, would you stop driving cars?
I can't help we jump in these bodies and you called them a god
Just know the Earth is just a rock without the voices of art
Sincerely yours