Poor black men were locked up. Poor black women were locked out.
Poor black men were locked up. Poor black women were locked out.
Some things in this world just ain't meant to be, not in the times we want 'em to, and the heart has to hold it in this world as a remembrance, a promise for the world that's to come. There's a prize at the end of all of it, but still, that's a heavy load to bear.