This is a song about "Death before birth"

The birth pangs of democracy shout out

Bein' a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Shit up like saying random verbs,been ill since birth,

This what it sound like if i sent my dad letters

The lord surely touched my baby girl from birth.

Since birth this what this world means to me, a lost legacy

Everybody watching while you touching real money

Quays made a baby his birth rates new

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

Cause when i flare it like staring death in the eyes before you say you're goodbyes,

They had a hell of a run

When you birth from explosion,

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

You rawer than an aborted baby at birth,