[Chorus: iyla]
And I never thought I'd see this day, yeah
I gotta make it change
And I think I've encountered my hardest days

[Verse - Ya Minko]
I come from being told that
Growing old and kind of wealthy
With silence between my lips
On issues that come with being born where melanin levels peak
Was the way to go, cause "politics they only gon get you killed"
I’m from where your vote only counts in your spirit
And freedom of speech is barely a figure of speech
A gimmick
A kind of: “say it to whoever gon hear it!”
Daydreaming about change I could hand to my children
That’s if I evеr have them...
I’m a product of Cold War Africa
IPhone cobalt, 30% from young hands
Youngеr than little bro
At 18 years old, I feel like it’s getting close
To where you should be able rely on me, for more than supportive words
Or half ass wisdom from half ass lessons
That I half learned on my journey..
I shed a tear and wipe it
Switch the channel to whatever gives me visual bliss, for long enough to numb the hurting
Memories of hypocrite, activist of the sonic feel
Guilty of only caring with words and delaying action
Don’t salute me for the talk, I’m gonna walk the walk
I will, I must, I cannot bluff for much longer
I gotta jump
The gun, the flower, the explosion
Rose petals deep in my mental
Floating down and calling out
The thorns stuck to my inner walls
That I refuse to pluck out
Out of fear of you seeing through me
And realizing it’s barely more to it than half existing
[Chorus: iyla]
And I think I've encountered my hardest days
Lord, won't you save me? Oh
You know what I've been prayin' for
And I never thought I'd see this day, yeah
I gotta make it change
And I think I've encountered my hardest days