[Verse 1]
I want my arm with the hot iron scar
I want my leg with the flea bite
My callus feet, and my quick language back, back in my mouth
My fried plantain, pineapple-pear juice, and jewels
I want my things!

[Verse 2]
I'm wrestled with conflicts centered on topics of liberation
I'm riddled with demons, it's time to release them once and for all
I'm dealing with burdens I never deserved, yet I'm responsible
The wheels gon' keep turning
And I'ma keep burning, so baby roll up
I'm wrestled with conflicts centered on topics of liberation
I'm riddled with demons, it's time to release them once and for all
I'm dealing with burdens I never deserved, yet I'm responsible
The wheels gon' keep turning
And I'ma keep burning, so baby roll up
So baby roll up