If politics is the art of what is possible, let’s use art to expand those possibilities. That’s the spirit behind my exciting new fellowship with the revolutionary rock stars of Movement Generation (MG).

So I wrote this poem last fall called Tree Hugger. It’s about Oakland, violence, fatherhood, what it means to be man…and the first time my hippie-ass 10th grade science teacher asked me to hug a tree. Now that piece is gonna be on a mixtape over a Lil Wayne beat.