Vada Azeem - In lyrics

My pinnacle is way above these interviews Any information I pa** along is miniscule Compared to when I seen an angel in the physical And he told me that God said that I was plentiful But when you're homeless, you don't feel it And when you're hungry, you don't feel it I appreciate my friends for those nights they bought me pizza When I didn't have money on my visa I remember, Walking through the wilderness like Ishmael Praying for a father to grow me up and wish me well But I figured things out on my own Any hand that can point a finger can dare throw a stone All the pain and the struggle and the tears that I harbor White vans, cuffed hands, all the kids being slaughtered When I die, don't cry It's simply my departure When I split the sky in two like Musa did the water Don't be surprised, just be relieved Please celebrate. Please don't grieve And all the strange fruit that ever hung from a tree To the ones who ignored signs still had a seat, see All of those souls are resurrected in me And sometimes they cry, and they fight, and they scream And sometimes I visit Edgar Casey in my dreams And he always tells me, things ain't always how they seem And I love my brother Our fate can always change When you're not Abel to walk you need a Cain And I inject Gill Scott Heron in my veins When you're up that high, everything seems plain