See that wall in front of you? In America, life's a race to that wall. That's the way I see it. If you born white and got money you start the race way up here. Ahead of everybody. These cats got nice clothes eat at nice restaurants.
Libisema: 2
Their parents send em to private high schools and expenses colleges so they can one day be in a position to get the best jobs and when they make it they'll do for their kids just like their parents did for them. It's a cycle.
Libisema: 3
But say you not white and you ain't rich. Say you poor and black, or you Mexican, or Puerto Rican. Well guess what? You don't get to go that nice private high school, that expensive college. In fact you may not even have enough food to eat a balanced meal every night. You suffer from lack of nutrition and that ain't no good for a young mind. In this case you startin the race of life way back here.
Libisema: 4
Only a fool would think someone who starts here has the same opportunities as cats startin at the first stone. Now I didn't make this stuff up. This life-being-a race thing. America did. But I sure as hell gotta deal with it don't I?
God knows it, we all gotta deal with it
Libisema: 5
And let me tell you something. If you some scrubby white boy who's been moved in and out of different foster homes since you was little, then you off the charts, boy. How many foster homes you been in? Answer me boy. How many houses?
Four
Libisema: 6
That means 3 of em, plus your real momma, didn't want you no more. They straight up gave you away like you wasn't nothin. I gotta be real with you, brother. I gotta tell it like it is cause that's my nature. All these people, Stick, they decided you wasn't worth a thing. They decided you was nothing. A Zero. Add to fact you got that mental thing, where you do stupid stuff over and over and over.... boy, you startin our way back here. You 3 stones back.
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