The Y.A.P.S.A . (Young Artists Public Service Announcemnt By Arsenio Jordan

We as young artists and the pictures we paint

Question if we have rights then why are there constraints?

The brushes that we stroke to create images of life

will mirror our words for wheres the freedom in rights?

We are told we are free and the days of slavery have ceased

yet the jails are populated will they ever be released?

the hate crimes continue will the statisitcs ever decrease?

or will i be apart of the percentange dead and deceased

I have already been searched and patted down for suspicion 

I have friends of pale skin that were victims did i mention?

They were handcuffed taken away into an adult style detention

The law is drunk with power they want it to result in submission

Do you get the picture? im sure you do you just want me to stop it

You are afraid of the truth so the picture you rather crop it

Yet i encourage our young artists of all colors to rocket

Reach for the stars, shock society like a socket

The fight the struggle is much more than black against white
It has now developed into a battle of social status
Why the rich enjoy the lovely life of lavish
And the poor get beaten over paper of the color of cabbage
Why the boys in blue leave us redder than the color of radish
Why must I get dirty looks and be mistaken for a dirty crook
I ask my young artists to stand up and spread the truth
let it flow into the minds of our battered youth
Paint this picture for all to see
and reveal how the law has over used its power in all degrees