[Verse]
Landed, feelin' banded, had to come back from the way I was stranded
Nostalgia set in, and the guilt expanded
Pockets empty and a big bag full of chips, yeah, you know, the standard
Was feelin' like a warrior of love, then they showed me the gun and I handed
All of my dreams in
Took me a couple years to get back on my feet, I mean, imagine
Some are in too deep, others born into madness
The place I'm from, you don't need many guesses
Was where the women had a fine line between being beautiful and being precious
Nowhere in between
Boys and men only two types, either arrogant or menacing
The ones who wanted the best for themselves or the best for their enemies
And now I'm back in that city, found myself among the scum
And my guilt had doubled and my pride was gone
At the mercy of an angel who'd helped me get back on my feet
She saw me at my worst, still had me back for tea
One time for the bad bitches
Three times for the real women
If you get what you give, I want a million of them
To my brothers who made it out, tell 'em I need assistance
And bring a whole bag of money when you're payin' me a visit
She asked me why I was here and how I'd gotten so poor
I said, "The desert's hard, and it ain't always pure
And the people you meet there sometimes you shouldn't trust
'Cause a smile don't mean nothin' if the eyes are covered in dust"
"Enough about me, how's the life of a queen?"
She said, "Not much different from the life of a king
The boys still take from the poor to give to the poor
And my love life is down there with yours
But I'm a woman, we stay, we nurture
The men run away with the bread, but we bake it better
And if you had any sense, you'd stop usin' words and put them to action
'Cause you used to be a man of the people and you still have the passion
The revolution never sleeps, and you're still a believer
Wake up, you dreamer.