[Chorus: Samad Savage] I'm in this world on my own, Mama I know you warm me, like this world can be so cold, Mama 'Cause in our homes, it ain't safe to drink our own water You told me, put my hands up, but I don't wanna, no I can't help but feel weak, but we got to be stronger Got to keep moving forward [Verse 1: Samad Savage] From red-linin' to lines read by these white kids I was fed ramen, not rhyming if the noodle's my sphere [?] got us, provided they stole our ideas Four hundred dark years ahead of our times, turn that to light-years Damn, I swear, everything we do is top-tier Like climbing before thе drop of a rollercoaster, but it's not fear Dying from thе pop of a loaded toaster when you block bread Not use my composure when I don't go there with a [?] sh*t, "time to tell you the truth", what a bunch of lies said They gon' only sell us the view if motives abiding No matter the choice of poll in the booth, we still get divided I had to compromise, can't just cover I like an eyelid So I did, [?] change is just a bunch of nonsense To keep it a hundred, I had to do like 5 para-[?] But when I saw that fork in the road, I went straight Had to learn from the Jay's, Royce da 5'9"s, and the N9ne's I got this, now Samad is in a cleaner air from these imposters, it got too toxic We don't have a care to fear a cop's clip, you like an octave We above 12 if we combine, then protect our lives Then we can help 'self, we are not defeated Black Panther, Sosa, Rolls Royce, so many times that we've been impeded Now we got technology and [?] can be completed We gon' plant seeds that'll become trees when we decease, even if we don't see it So black ladies ain't gotta relate to this hook every time I sing it [Chorus: Samad Savage] I'm in this world on my own, Mama I know you warm me, like this world can be so cold, Mama 'Cause in our homes, it ain't safe to drink our own water You told me, put my hands up, but I don't wanna, no I can't help but feel weak (Skoodwidit), but we got to be stronger Got to keep moving forward [Bridge: Denaun] See they got it all, but they ask for more And we give it all, and they ask for more They say this opportunity is yours Then turn around and close the door It ain't enough that I'm walking a thin line with brick shoes through a minefield I could tell you a million times, but you ain't [?], cause you ain't really from 'round here [Verse 2: Denaun] Now from the baddest of the poor to the court like the co-defendant Lil' children left to weep, but we sow with no dependence Offer extending when the mortgages due, and there's no mention Of help when it's so essential, get this felt in their appendix (Currently Being Transcribed)