Letras
I am a colored man from the motherlands that painted both of my hands with the ink of the Incas
The kind of people that made love to the ocean when they were trying to sink us
When they told us that Jesus could walk on water when they failed to defeat us
The fetus of our kind never hit rewind and wind up giving life to freedom
Life to innovators, life to heroes, life to kingdoms, life to soldiers who sacrifice their vices to become righteous leaders
We are warriors of the heart and swing swords of compassion in the face of your reaction to my black hoodie
Stop being afraid of my black hoodie, stop being afraid of my shadow shadows were meant to have Your back to secure the Love you carry forward
I am the ink on your empty canvas a picture on your wall hanging with memoirs of a bright future shining from a black sun
Did you forget that we too know how to kiss babies on their foreheads
Now go ahead and swim in the holy water we used to baptize your principles it's not that difficult to remember us
They gave us February but we celebrate all the way to December
I don't want you to just remember I want you to become a soldier load up between your shoulders with the gift of critical thinking
I'm singing a song about legacy against the plague of ignorance as the enemy
Become a friend of me and I will show you colors that Love has never seen before
I am a soldier carrying language as my weapon leaving stains of scripture throughout History to remind you
That you need this color
To make a masterpiece