s i n i m p e r m e a b l e

"So if I should ever fall and get caught in a hustle,

Let them know that I died while I fought in a struggle,

From the hoodrats to the rich kids lost in a bubble,

Spray painting on the streets and in the subway tunnels,

Write it down and remember that we never gave in,

The mind of a child is where the revolution begins,

So if the solution has never been to look in yourself,

How is it that you expect to find it anywhere else."