When I was in the 3rd grade 
I thought that I was [bad word] 
Cause I could draw, my uncle was 
And I kept my room straight 
I told my mom, [bad word] down my face 
She's like, “Ben you've loved girls since before pre-K” 
Trippin', yeah, I guess she had a point, didn't she 
bunch of stereotypes all in my head 
I remember doing the math like 
“Yeah, I'm good a little league” 
pre-conceived idea of what it all meant 
For those who like the same  had the characteristics 
The right-wing conservatives think its a decision 
And you can be cured with some treatment and religion 
Man-made, rewiring of a pre-disposition 
Playing God 
Ahh nah, here we go 
America the brave 
Still fears, what, we don't know 
And God loves all His children 
Is somehow forgotten 
But we paraphrase a book written 
35 hundred years ago 
I don't know 

And I can't change 
Even if I tried 
Even if I wanted to 
And I can't change 
Even if I tried 
Even if I wanted to 
My love, my love, my love 
She keeps me warm [x4] 

If I was [bad word] 
I would think hip-hop hates me 
Have you read the [bad word] lately 
“Man that's [bad word]  
Gets dropped on the daily 
We've [bad word] so numb to what we're sayin' 
Our culture founded from oppression 
Yeah, we don't have acceptance for 'em 
Call each other [bad word] 
Behind the keys of a message board 
word routed in hate 
Yet our genre still ignores it  [bad word] is synonymous with the lesser 
It's the same hate that's caused wars from religion 
Gender and skin color [bad word] of your pigment 
The same fight that lead people to walk-outs and sit-ins 
It's human rights for everybody 

There is no difference 
Live on! And be yourself! 
When I was in church 
They taught me something else 
If you preach hate at the service 
Those words aren't anointed 
And that Holy Water 
That you soak in 
Is then poisoned 
When everyone else 
Is [bad word] 
Remaining voiceless 
Rather than fighting for humans 
That have had their rights stolen 
I might not be the same 
But that's not important 
No freedom 'til we're equal  [bad word] right I support it 
I don't know 

And I can't change 
Even if I tried 
Even if I wanted to 
And I can't change 
Even if I tried 
Even if I wanted to 
My love, my love, my love 
She keeps me warm [x4] 

We press play 
Don't press pause 
Progress, march on! 
With a veil over our eyes 
We turn our back on the cause 
'Till the day 
That my uncles can be united by law 
Kids are walkin' around the hallway 
Plagued by pain in their heart 
world so hateful 
Someone would rather die 
Than be who they are 
And a certificate on paper 
Isn't gonna solve it all 
But it's a [bad word] good place to start 
No law's gonna change us 
We have to change us 
Whatever god you believe in  [bad word] from the same one 
Strip away the fear 
Underneath it's all the same love 
About time that we raised up 

And I can't change 
Even if I tried 
Even if I wanted to 
And I can't change 
Even if I tried 
Even if I wanted to 
My love, my love, my love 
She keeps me warm [x4] 

Love is patient, love is kind 
Love is patient (not cryin' on Sundays) 
Love is kind (not crying on Sundays) [x5]