[Intro – Low, steady, soft] Yeah… I know you can’t see us right now, But I need you to hear me. [Verse 1 – Rap, warm and controlled] Hey sweet girl, I know your sky’s been grey, Feels heavy just to make it through the day. People talk loud like they know your pain, But they ain’t walked your steps, they don’t know your name. And I been with your dad long enough to know, He don’t break, he don’t bend, he don’t fold. And me? I thought my battles were done, But for you, baby girl — I lace back up. (beat breath) I got uniforms stored where no one sees, Old ranks, old scars, old memories. I swore I’d never fight again — let it all fade out… But love don’t listen when the world's too loud. [Hook – Gentle, JMP-style vocal] Just breathe, baby, breathe through the storm. You ain’t alone, not lost, not torn. We’re coming — not later, not someday — We’re already on the way. [Chorus – Emotional but strong] We see the finish line — clear as day. Just hold your heart steady — we’re on the way. Family in the fire, but we don’t walk away. We stand tall. Stand loud. Stand proud. Always. We’re on the way. We’re on the way. [Verse 2 – Rap, closer, intimate delivery] You don’t know me deep yet — and that’s alright, You don’t gotta rush trust — that takes time. But I need you to know this without doubt: There is *nothing* in this world we won’t walk through to pull you out. My little ones ask at night where you are, And I tell ‘em, “She’s close — love don’t stay far.” We don’t break formation, we don’t lose pace, We hold your spot — we’re saving your space. (beat let it breathe) Yeah — I folded that uniform neat on the shelf, Told myself I was done trying to save myself. But this ain’t about pain — this is love’s call, And I’ll answer it — every time — without fall. [Bridge – whispered, JMP confessional tone] One more march… One more stand… One more battle… Hand in hand. I’ll carry the weight… Until you’re safe. [Chorus – Full, lifted] We see the finish line — clear as day. Just hold your heart steady — we’re on the way. Family in the fire, but we don’t walk away. We stand tall. Stand loud. Stand proud. Always. We’re on the way… We’re on the way… [Outro – spoken like a voicemail only she will understand] Not later. Not someday. Now. We’re coming. Just hold on.
