It's All Good
Chris Daniels and the Kings Lyrics

I'm something like Don Quixote
I see myself as a chivalrous, albeit idealistic crusader

Off good smoke and rose
I smoke cannabis while wearing rose-colored glasses

My rose colored lenses
My optimistic view of the world

That make the world look ok
Seeing the world as a decent place despite injustices

That won't change
Despite how I view it, the world won't be any different

The pain and reality
The harsh truth of the world

If I'm a casualty
If I were to become a victim

Of a peace officer, salaried
At the hands of a police officer, who is paid to keep order

From taxes taken out my fucking check
Funding for a police force is taken from our earnings before we even see our paychecks

We pre pay the executioner for our death
Paying taxes for law enforcement is essentially paying for our own eventual deaths at their hands

The best plan of action
The most effective course of action

Is prevent their access to us
To prevent police from having the ability to harm us

Nah, fuck that
No, I disagree

We ain't switching how we moving
We won't change our lifestyle

This shits about police reform
The issue at hand is the need for police reform

And improving
Making it better

Killer cops who get to pop them shots
Police officers who shoot and kill

Then get protected by a union
But still receive shelter from retribution through their union

I'm assuming they're not human
I'm metaphorically suggesting that these officers are not guided by human morals

Cause they move with demon tactics
They act in ways that are immoral

Sole purpose of pursuing
Their only objective is to chase and capture

Is my viewing in a casket
To ultimately see me dead

World's stupidest assassin
The police force is acting stupidly as killers

In conclusion all you bastards
In closing, addressing those who are at fault

Who been shooting for ya masters
Who have been taking orders to shoot us from their superiors

Lyrically I'm Django
I am much like the film character Django, a slave who seeks and gains revenge on his oppressors

with these lashes On yall asses
I will use my words to figuratively whip your backsides

Neither Donald nor Hillary
Both Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton

Will touch on this killing spree
Ignore this ongoing pattern of police shootings

Izzy for 2020
A reference to Izzy, meaning someone other than the establishment politicians

Ya feeling me
Do you understand where I'm coming from?

It ain't all good
Things aren't okay

Man it's all about survival
Survival is the key concern

In our hoods
In our communities

Peace officers are homicidal
Police officers are prone to killing us

They spill our blood
They cause us to bleed

By dumping lead into our vitals
With bullets that penetrate our organs

Best friends become rivals
Even close friends can turn against each other in our community

Trapped in a vicious cycle
Stuck in a destructive, repeating pattern

I'd get rid of all their rifles
I would eliminate their weaponry

With a splash of Keyser Soze
Similar to the character Keyser Soze, known for being mysterious and ruthless

With the same principles as the late great Carlito Brigantine
Adhering to the same morals as the character Carlito Brigante, who seeks redemption after his criminal past

For God's sake In high school
A plea for the sake of morality and justice, referring to a time when we were young and innocent

Niggas was teammates
We once saw each other as teammates

With hoop dreams
Shared hopes and aspirations for basketball

Then life puts you through things
Experience shapes us in ways we can't anticipate

But who thinks
As a society, little thought is given to the process of becoming criminals

One day you'll let a tool bang
One day, you may feel the need to use firearms to solve problems

On ya homie tho
Against someone you once trusted as a friend

Tighten ya shoestrings
Prepare yourself

Pull down a mask
To conceal your identity

Then ya kick homies do'
And commit a heinous act against them

Hot damn the world cold blooded
The world is merciless

Real friends for twenty years
Even our closest friends can fall victim to violence

Get killed
Are murdered

For less than 400
Over insignificant amounts of money

No love in the heart of city
The city is devoid of compassion

Walking where sinning is accepted
Navigating neighborhoods where crime is rampant and normalized

Niggas will even tell you Evil is progressive
Some in our community will suggest that crime and violence is necessary for progress

My people are depressing
My community can be dreary and disheartening

But we learned from oppressors
Our community has learned to behave badly from those who have oppressed us

Look at every permed black woman
Permed (chemically straightened) hair on black women is a sign of internalized oppression

But I'm digressing
But I'm getting off-topic

The infection of self hatred
Internalizing negative beliefs about oneself

Deep rooted for generations
Passed down through generations

Fertilized with segregation
Made worse by being systematically separated from white society

The harvest is devastating
The effects are painful and long-lasting

Strange fruit
Metaphoric fruit representing black people who were lynched

From the tree of life
From the source of life

I needed to bite
To fully understand and accept the harsh reality

So I could see what's right
To see clearly and understand the truth

But then I seen the fright
But the reality was more terrifying than I anticipated

And the plight of being a black man
The difficulties and prejudice that comes with being a black man

The sight of my black skin
Being judged negatively due to my skin color

Incites this reaction
Leads to negative behavior from others

Heightened violence
An increase in violent behavior

To fight for titles
To fight for status and reputation that doesn't matter in the grand scheme of things

That don't mean jack shit
That has no real value

Let me ask this
Allow me to inquire

Have guns really improved our way of life
Have firearms actually made us better off?

Or another satan science designed
Or just another design created for evil purposes

Hate device
A technology used to spread hatred and violence

We paid the price in blood
We have suffered greatly

For ingenuity
For our cleverness and inventiveness

To kill a human being
To use our intelligence to create a better means of killing others

I've got this stupid dream
I have this naive hope

Like Martin Luther King
Similar to the dream of Martin Luther King Jr.

That everyone should have the opportunity to prosper
That everyone should have equal access to good fortune

But that's impossible
But this ideal is unattainable

In a world where guns are gospel!
In a world that worships firearms above all else

Amen
So be it