Little Black Boy

[Intro]

New Orleans is more than just crime…..

It’s full of roses growing underneath the concrete….

Just need a lil help breaking thru……

It’s rock ice music…….

[Verse 1 – Survival in the Soil]

Little Black boy on the porch with a Popsicle,

Mama in the kitchen, prayin’ pain turns to possible.

Potholes in the street, sirens playin’ songs,

But your heart still beatin’ like you know where you belong.

You seen too much — funerals before birthdays,

Homies wearin’ Rest in Peace shirts before 3rd grade.

Shoes scuffed, but your mind still sharp,

Even when they treat your skin like a crime from the start.

You dodge more than bullets — it's trauma and time,

Tryna find peace in the middle of grime.

But even diamonds get cut in the roughest place,

So look in that mirror, little man — you got grace.

*(Reverb trail: “you got grace…”)

(Breakdown – soft snare brush + piano melody)

[Verse 2 – The Message: You Matter, You Can Rise]

Little Black boy, you ain't just statistics,

You’re brilliance born in broken logistics.

You from kings, not just corners and stress,

You got purpose — not just pain on your chest.

You are light, even when the city stay dark,

A masterpiece walkin’ with invisible marks.

They might fear you 'fore they greet you, judge you 'fore they teach you,

But you a lesson in motion — let your greatness reach you.

Don’t fold to the voice sayin’ you won’t last,

You ain’t what you came from, you bigger than the past.

Keep readin', keep learnin', keep standin’ tall —

Your crown ain’t made for the floor… it’s made to ball.

*(Reverb trail: “it’s made to ball…”)

(Climb begins: add faint choir harmonies behind beat)

[Verse 3 – Power Through Knowledge & Respect]

Educate yourself — that’s the real flex,

Not the chain or the check or the threats in a text.

Respect your elders, even when they flawed,

They survived storms you ain’t even saw.

Change the narrative — flip the whole script,