It's [bad word] #39; when you just can't express yourself
And it's hard to [bad word] enough to undress yourself
To stand exposed and naked, in a world full of hatred
Where the sick thoughts of mankind control all the sacred
I pause, take a step back, record all the setbacks
Fast forward towards the stars and the jetpack
My feet might fail me, my heart might ail me
The synagogues of Satan might accuse or jail me

I've got somethin' to say
Oyo
Yesterday is gone
Tomorrow is on the way

That name on that birth certificate, that ain't the real me
That ain't the real me, the lies can't conceal me
The sun rise and the moon tides and the sky's gon' reveal me
My brain pours water out my tear ducts to heal me

I've got somethin' to say
Oyo
Yesterday is gone
Tomorrow is on the way

The message grab a hold to every ear it get whispered in
The waters in the bayous of New Orleans still glistenin'
The universe is listenin', be careful what you say in it
My grandma told me every bed a [bad word] make, he lay in it

I've got somethin' to say
Oyo
Yesterday is gone
Tomorrow is on the way

The church you go to pray in it, the work is on the outside
Staring out the windows is for love songs and house flies

I've got somethin' to say
Oyo
Yesterday is gone
Tomorrow is on the way
I've got somethin' to say
Oyo
Yesterday is gone
Tomorrow is on the way