Whenever it happens to me this kind of situation I remember that it doesn't matter How many privileges I earn How many works I perform, Every time a policeman Has the chance to stop me He does, He doesn't hesitate Is it my skin tone? Is it because I'm a broad dresser? Why do I have to question these things? Aren't we already living in the future?
Anyway, this is just another play
How each one brings several messages
It's just the way I have
To raise my voice
From my place
Thank you
For materializing my ideas
The vanguard is here