Check out the cars, check out the leaning and check out the parties and ways that they live and the blessings that raise us Check out the scars, us searching for people to love us, come join us Where is the love? Where is the love? Nigga, we search for that *** that we're searching for life itself What? Glass always half empty so we love to live Hoping the next glass will be full to the brim so we chase in shadows and end up being monsters We end up with monsters, devils in the flesh Is that the case? No If we're in the self, death is our self Body that is dead, self-flinching, no blood in the limbs Toothless souls, self-medicating Hiroshima's Nagasaki's, holy waters, suicides, exulting lives Where is the love? Where is the love? I gave it some, so I gave it back Endless questions, answered in time Let us breathe, let us breathe What there was is for us, we got beings who tremble in hearts while searching for hope What is better when you're causing pain? Pieces of us are everywhere, too many victims, missing pieces Sisters crying, we call them bitches, children dying Why the fathers, brothers bleeding, they tore the stages The pain is lifelong, lessons hurting so the earth is pain History, repeating Where is the magic? Too many questions, dead fires and relighting Forward to go, forward to not, zigzagging Why is people problems? Where is the love? Where is the love?