We Are The Young Magicians
Go sit yo ass down
we don't need no volunteers
to disappear
from a box trap door
a hole in the floor
we reappear
folks you never seen before
reach deep
behind black velvet curtains

we don't need no trick cane
to amaze
with a mere wave of the pen
we transform grey concrete
to yellow brick roads

we don't pull no rabbits
from a hat
we pull rainbows
from a trash can
we pull hope
from the dictionary
n teach it how to ride the subway
we don't guess the card in yo hand
we know it
aim to change it
yeah
we know magic
and don't be so sure that card in yo hand
is the Ace