Verse 1:
I mourn your whispers
Fatigue across your cheek
A silk ribbon of lullaby is tightrope
Rub tenderly
Before those ghosts, they bleed
Bittersweet rupture
Your stomach turns
And you was a youngster
Praying on the floor
And hope the concrete don't
Blur you from your youth
Oh, brother, mother, please, please
Don't you cry, no
Maybe someway, maybe somehow
We'll make it through this night
Chorus:
Run, baby boy, just run
Run, baby girl, just run
Verse 2:
Tainted misconceptions, American deceptions
You box braid your mother's callus into cornrows
Tryna find connection
In these halls of questions
Tryna swim through misery, just tryna feel the mold
Everything is everything, I see internal bleeding
Hands tied, clamped callus, in your prayers pleading
Ça va aller, you say in your retreat
I just pray you find some peace