[Maximus]

I wonder why my race is marginalized
The misconceptions are based on improbable lies
For instance, my ancestors never came from Egypt
And we are folks with good intentions not shady creatures
I grew up with my mother, no paternal guidance
But i never felt his absence 'mongst my sturdy tribesmen
Through all the austerities we stayed firm, united
A closely-knit clan stronger than a herd of bisons
My mother was my heroine, a true chiromancer
If you questioned your future she provided answers
On this fateful evening when we dined in laughter
I never knew it would be my mother's final chapter
It all happened in a flash, calamity struck
Peals of thunderous sounds from cannons and guns
The neighboring town's crisis had become fierce
Momma was a casualty, shells left her lungs pierced
So here lies a nomad but our journey never ends
Pitch a tent in heaven till the day i transcend...