I think his name was leonard
He been shot nine times
Across from my front window
Across the front lines
One more story one more boy on the back page
Tracking all the numbers
Of brothers k**ing brothers
And then charge by the grave
I come from the town
That suspended two cops
When a k**er raped a boy
And stuffed him in a box
Then two years later
When they thought we forgot
Said "he was just a crazy queer
Reinstate them cops"
You cannot rise above
Your own level of consciousness
Any prejudice reflects
A lack of willingness
To grow to change
To grow to change
Change starts here
Change starts here