[Verse] Spirits in the wind, whispers in my ear, Ancestors cryin', their pain so clear. Buried in the dirt, but the roots still bleed, Cycles in the blood, tryna plant new seeds. Brick walls built from the tears they shed, Fists on the table, broke bread with the dead. Echoes in my veins, drum beats, they rattle, Soul's a battlefield, every day’s a battle. [Prechorus] Blockin' blessings, man, I built my own cage, Pages of my life, scribbled with rage. Let it go, let it burn, ashes on the breeze, Heal the wounds, let the soul breathe. [Chorus] Chains of the past, break 'em with the light, Carry their scars, but I’m ready to fight. Don’t block your blessings, open the door, Heal the pain, be the one they prayed for. [Verse 2] Grandma’s hands worked till they cracked and bled, Built the path for me, but I walked where they dread. Pockets full of pride, but the soul felt hollow, Chasin’ my reflection, shadows I follow. Pain’s a language, I had to learn to speak, Truth in the silence, wisdom in the weak. Wounds on my back, got maps in the scars, Healin' through the darkness, reachin’ for the stars.
