They compared me to the devil and called me Satan
but now I’m saving many people with the lyrics I’m making.
Thought that I had disappeared but I was dodgin’ those demons
guarding my semen from gold diggers plottin’ and schemin’.
Everything has a meaning so I took it in stride, swallowed my pride
and tried to keep my eyes on the prize.
So many lies are being aimed at our brains
folk tales and fantasies are replacing the chains
makin’ it rain but it can’t cover the pain
steady scrubbin’ the stain but it still remains.
You want change for a counterfeit dollar,
how can I lead you to the promised land if you won’t follow?
What’s the use of givin’ chase if you won’t keep the pace?
You’ll watch it from the sideline but won’t get in the race.
If you retrace all the steps I took, you’ll see how
they turned an honest man into a crook…
– Jah Soul