Heavy content ahead Careful where you tread... [Verse 1] I'm feeling no more stable than the Dow Jonesin for reclamation, but I need to figure it out My mind feels like a visitor it's lost from out of town Maybe y'all should hang back This may be a road you don't want to go down But maybe you want the lowdown Of my thoughts that go round It can get spooky like a ghost town There's static in the attic that needs to get out Now you're warned, so I guess it's time to throw down [Pre-Chorus] Is there something wrong with my pedigree? Sensing something wrong with my family legacy They told me I'm stronger from my genealogy I've been hiding all along from my past Cus it bothers me [Chorus] All the doubts that been long hanging on me I've been burned before, yeah, it was third degree So what, surviving scars can be a flex in this industry Wash it away, write wiser bars for my posterity I cleanse away the indoctrination in me [Verse 2] Is there something wrong? Sensing something wrong They told me I'm strong I've been hiding all along Cus it bothers me Yeah, it bothers meee [Bridge] I was taught at a young age about my white supremacy Taught to think less of foreign ethnicities Taught to point and judge To taunt and hold a grudge To think melanin was a dirty genetic smudge Maybe now you have a hunch Of why social justice, for me, means so much Cheers, cus, I embrace lyrics like a crutch We know healing cannot be rushed Tryin not to trigger traumas others have sustained when searching for the words to inoculate my pain [Chorus] Is there something wrong with my pedigree? Sensing something wrong with my family legacy They told me I'm stronger from my genealogy I've been hiding all along from my past Cus it bothers me Yeah, get this off of meee [Verse 3] Somedays I feel like Atlas needing to be stronger than the heavy scars of my past I'd be a freak to let my torment just lay dormant Great books serve as my informants Never let a book ban succeed, let the youth read Books let your brain breathe I read to heal myself before I'm turned to ash I need to feel this weight before I crash My heart can feel tight like it's tied up with laces Because I love my parents even though they're racists Our parents always leave traces That thought has me treading with nervous paces I've added up my trauma score, I know my aces I've shared my pain before, but never so close to home of parental loving faces [Outro] This is the kind of duality that consumes you Don't let it Find wisdom in kinder reality and let it fuel you This is the kinda bone I could chew thru You can re-channel your pain too, if you choose to
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