I saw those faces on the sreen Many black men on the road in africa I knew: this had something to do with me The earth was soaked and so was i Many black men on the road in africa They had no food just to be thankful To be alive And the rain poured down for months One man wrote "in god we trust" onto the back of a truck Oh "in god we trust" onto the back of a truck And we in our country, cold white country Getting bored with almost everything We are the reasons of their twisted seasons Yeah, we are responsible That the rain poured down for months One wrote "in god we trust" onto the back of a truck Oh "in god we trust" onto the back of a truck Oh i grew up without mother's love She had no love though she told me she would have And it took me 28 years to open up my mouth Appreciate pride without hate I grew up and all the time She stopped my mouth with everything That we had too less, we stole away From down there in the south On the streets of africa And the rain poured down for months One man wrote "in god we trust" onto the back of a truck Oh "in god we trust" onto the back of a fifty-years-old-truck