Lyrics
Standing at the crossroads
At the end of the path where the flock go
Feeling blessed by the gods if we're not gone
In between the time the sun sets and the cock crows
Tryna make the right moves, getting cold feet
Although we've been walking on hot coals
'Cause the clock shows no mercy for lost souls
And your socks show potholes when you've got goals
Martin Luther King had a dream that did not grow
He got popped by a demon, the plot goes
Black folks still carry that yoke, who'll carry that hope
That broke when the cracks show
Whole generation of youths that could not grow
Without asking the truth, where'd the pulse go?
While we enslaved in gangs
Now we're in chains that hang at the torso in the wardrobe
Life in the belly of the beast
Striving to get a better eat, gotta climb to the peak
But the incline's hella steep when your mind's an enemy to defeat
We've been programmed to be weak
Brainwashed by the programs and the radio jams
On repeat, the rent scam is so beef
Some of us got a shot 'Gram so we're getting those grams by the week
The man's got pockets but the line kinda deep
And he can't reach
Sometimes he might throw a little chump change at the school board
But equality's a thing that you can't teach
Or solve when you're jetting to a Palm Beach
Taking selfies with street kids that can't eat
That's the part of the system we can't beat
Till we all come together as one piece
Hard decisions, decisions
To live or to die for the mission
Not sure if this journey is even worth it
Tryna fly with a backpack full of burdens
So I stay swerving, swerving
I'ma keep it moving so long as it's working, yeah
Swerving, swerving
Till I see the rose falling off the curtain, yeah
Are we defined by our conscience?
Are we destined to walk a certain path 'cause the cross fits?
In a world with a godless and not stress