Come with me to a world of our creation, here’s some information bout the troubles that we’re facing. First we made a spaceship just to make a statement, then we cut the funds for scientific education. Not investing in our future we’re investing in our yesterday, resting on success instead of pressing toward a better day, every day we check the stocks, retirement all swept away, but we don’t change; we complain about the bills we’ve gotta pay. When was all the greatness replaced by all this fakeness, we haven’t understood that tomorrow’s what we make it, we saturate our youth with what is far less than the truth, but we’re surprised our teen is pregnant and not knowing how to raise it, now we’re getting what we deserve, the music that we listen to is all autotune and reverb. So we miss the hidden messages because it is so effortless, we never ever guess our little kid’s using the b-word. And that is just in second grade. Parents losing interest in their kids by the second page. Or worse, maybe even the first one, middle school rolls around just like that child’s hearse does. Things are not improving and adulthood is ensuing if this generation’s ruined there’s no question it’s our doing. So tell me what’s our plan to reverse the tide, rebirth the nation, we’ve heard your cries.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1. And I won't rest, I won't rest till my work is done. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. And I won't rest, I won't rest till I see the sun
Someone said I was a hero, well aren’t we all? Anyone could be President after all; but what’s a leader who doesn’t know how to lead, a visionary who never sees? I never knew that half of all Americans don’t pay tax all, little children who plan to make it big playing basketball, but they won’t ever make anything of their lives with the education gap and all, all they know is rap and ball. We let their dreams die young then watch that casket fall, oh look, here comes the media to mask it all. We’re hurting our little girls by showing them that the standard for beauty is in these fashion models. I don’t wanna preach too much, but tell me what happened to the peace and love, people are on the streets with drugs on the corners for weeks and months trying to feed their young, but we don’t ever look their way, we are on the golf course shooting fairway with those five-course meals and the GPS trying to make those deals in our new beechjet. Sweat. Come with me and we’ll see the truth, it’s all getting worse and right here’s the proof. If Jimmy’s a poor boy on the curb, and little Sydney is a rich girl from the burbs, Jimmy won’t learn to read and won’t ever leave the streets while Sydney gets a degree and earns twice as much as he. Well tell me what’s wrong with that? Nothing except the fact that Jimmy and half our nation are on the same path to destruction. They work hard but end with nothing. To change it all we’ve gotta think of something. So tell me what’s our plan to reverse the tide, rebirth the nation, we’ve heard your cries