Detroit Red became Malik
Cassius Clay became Ali
Lesane perished became Makaveli
I blame the fame
Most of us ain't ready
I've often contemplated
What's in a name
The concept of fate
Is it heaven ordained
With prophetic letters
And titles pre-destined
Or by-products of life conception
I said, let's test this
Pose the question
What if the former was the case
You and I could form our fate
Trade out old phonetics behold
A new sound's in place
So begins the Genesis
Can't be no more Jena Six
Bore the weight of sediment
Came out God's jewel
He said, I meant for you to rule
Owe man no thing
Except love, and light you shall bring
Those listening
Know you was chose
To receive this gift
Of instruments and prose
So it here it goes
No further ado
I present to you
5 Stones