This is a tribute to the greats; I just want to pay homage
Fly like a butterfly, sting like a bee just like Muhammad
In the ring he was a monster, left opponents unconscious
Out in the real world, He prevailed with a conscience
They couldn’t demolish, abolish, or take it from him
Dance, dance, jab, hook, uppercut, Ali with the win
The one King who was equal with his followers
Mr. Martin Luther, the junior, gave power to the powerless
He had a dream, the man with a drum major instinct
He believed in freedom for all unlike what other men think
The minister who left it all on a balcony down in Memphis
He left it all for you, and all for me, to your name, blessings
The Caesar of the Californian Valley, the leader of the grape boycott
The labor’s cause that extended across the globe, who would of thought?
I am honored to have a common ancestor, my grandfather surname Chavez
What is outstanding, astonishing is the faith you managed
The Argentine who loved Latin America to rid its poverty
The Che, with many comrades, to make people live honorably
Revolutionary, yes, with love, yes, blurred at the end, yes
It is Ernesto and his fire and his youth and his initial intent, yes
That will resound throughout history, “Until Victory always”
It is this, what I aspire to; I want my chance to be great
I want to be called master at my own craft
But I need a craft to call my own in order to do that
I want to be that inspiration to lead to changes
Giving attention to those marginalized and nameless
This is my tribute, my homage to some
Those in the Sixties who shone
And still shines, oh so brightly
And do so rightfully
