So Many Teachers

So many teachers, yet so little mental being seen

Everybody's ruling yet nobody's being king

Word is life, G, but culture-free, how could this be?

Our people need some leaders and some positivity

Like Farrakhan, G, or like that brother Malcolm X

Who turned the hands of time when giving knowledge of himself

It's sorta simple, see, the Father Shah bombs the techniques

Weak? Nobody in my posse

Teacher, teacher, please teach the untaught part

Strictly I be ghetto so you know it's from the heart

Scream for peace, for peace is that which rightfully be mine

Disagree? Now let the teacher take you back in time

Once upon a time upon the earth, many say we're cursed

But those who are black are that are first

Ever to exist upon the planet, let me speak, we'll bandit

I'm here to give a greater understanding

Peace was the flow of the universe

So shut your Bible, stop telling lies that you were first

Teacher, teacher, what about them students lacking lessons?

There's oh so many teachers yet a lack of manifesting

Teachers oughta teach if they be teachers

Educate the weaker, more righteous teachers teaching 'cause of will

So many teachers grab the mic and just be talking

So many lacking 'cause these teachers oughta bill

I am a teacher, somewhat symbolic to a king still

Some disagree when I state this

I wear a crown which represents the knowledge of the teacher

Weaker, speak and snake then try to take this

Wisdom, wise words being spoken

The purified ways in which I manifest

I'm not possessed, because the knowledge stimulates me

And brain cells are too great for having this

Well, come again, G, within an automatic second

I'll manifest thoughts that I accumulate

To demonstrate, G, manifesting weight of the insight

Light? Right, some positivity

Why can't we, the black communities

Come together to conquer the opponent?

'Cause if we show just a small sense of unity

Everything the eye see before me, we'd own it