Too quick to step up with the fisticuffs    I think it's time that someone called our bluff   We can't create so we denigrate   We don't know how to love so we settle for hate      And we're running out of time    So let's step out of line    And resist the roles that we've been assigned      I'm not going to settle for nice guys finish last   Or treat our sisters as second class   While we conquer and earn, slash and burn   Concrete, steel and pavement everywhere I turn      Brothers and sisters   Here's my decision    Fuck competition   Turn my back on division      Did we learn the difference between want and need?    Can we be the soil if the song is the seed?