[Verse]
Heard some flowers only bloom when they're afraid
Like how you only listen to our hearts when they start to break
I know you only love us when we're in pain
You wanna laugh and rap with us, talk guns and macs with us
Sing about the hunger and the trap with us
But then we go to the funerals alone
On stage you sharing the madness but then we live with the rage on our own
But since you love it so much you can take it
Take our sun-kissed skin and oppression
Take my childhood friend in the cells doing seven
Take the little brother that I won't ever watch grow
On the concrete floor is where they left him
Take the wounds that won't ever heal
Life after the studio sessions
The uncertainty of tomorrow, the helpless trust in a weapon
Hope his body cam picks up energy, so they too can feel how much you resent me
I know it's hard for you to accept me, 'cause these days I'm looking deadly
Got a polo on like I'm ready for an assembly
The other day broski came and asked if I was ready
I stood up and didn't ask him what for
'Cause if I ain't fight for my brothers who am I gonna fight for?
I'm losing them by the day there aren't many left to fight for
You know the angel of death knows our streets very well
Streets we could fall in fires we know this heat very well
I guess it's unsafe to say that these streets are like hell
And when the young boys reach and raise hell
The bullets, the shells, will speak for themselves
Unsafe to say that mothers here die twice
Cold winters come thrice after heated summers
A written life, and I have my bros tryna change their fate
Trapped between those tryna end it and those that tell them it's too late
Too late to see silver linings past silver bullets
Dreaming of a different life but an alarm wakes him that tells him he couldn't
Four or five in the morning, four or five left another mother mourning
Good morning, good morning
[Outro]
Oh, I feel like I'm sinking
Under the light, I feel like I'm losing it
And I know that I'm right