I love the black and brown of you. When I was a young man. I felt this strange thing coming over me. I know now what that was. It was the wash of indifference. I was a teen and easily influenced. Our male youth are targeted and as they grow, they drift away from the way they should know. That black is black and brown is brown. That they should stick with the love that can be found. In the sisters that spend all day looking good. Dressing up, walking in their neighborhood. Showing how pretty they can be. Fruits of life to the survival of me. I'm glad I woke up. I'm glad I didn't sway. From this the sweet place. Music melody grace in her stand. Attitude come with it, I'm your man. I like the challenge that only you can bring. It makes me worthy of the songs that you sing. You share my views. I can tell you things. I can tell you my grief. I know you understand. You know how to comfort and give relief. Continue to be there. I love you for that. Make me stronger. I'll do for you as we make tracks. Across the land. Thru time and space. I need your existence.