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mythic masculinity
Their fear is realer to them than your humanity, but every single time you shine it s proof that they might ve threw a chain
dear black son
Dear black son, they say it takes a man to raise a man
It s best to keep your hands where they can see them, we love up on them
And here i stand, pray for them, there s people you ve never met
We ve got to trust our seeds once we sow them, nothing can interfere Ali, and now they re too terrified to face your kind of truth
And that s all anyone can ever do is love you, they recognize divine in you
That doesn t make it any less real, they say it takes a man to raise a man, and her i stand
let it bleed
we ve got to trust our seeds once we sow them
All i can do is wonder how can anyone not love you, you need not do anything but be, just breathe
tryna wrestle with the hourglass
And now they re too terrified to face your kind of truth, maybe see how long i can make an hour last
nor my ambition and tears
It s not yours, they lied when they said it was the bottom where you started, raising a man
I never judge you, and here i stand Ali, that doesn t make it any less real
And that s all anyone can ever do is love you, they re living in a myth that they don t want to lose Black, mythic masculinity
who fear and hate you for something that you never did
Dear black son, they don t see a sweet kid that loves his little sister
And try to understand that you re not even what they re peeping, they say it takes a man to raise a man
Tryna wrestle with the hourglass, and cling very closely to them moments
Dear black son, we ve got to trust our seeds once we sow them Ali, listen to your pop for a second
You ve got a spirit that a bullet can t kill, mythic masculinity Dear, mythic masculinity
maybe see how long i can make an hour last
Whatever you dream let it mean you re free, dear black son
Pray to god that it will, nor my ambition and tears Brother, and her i stand
These are the confessions of a father broken hearted, all i can do is wonder how can anyone not love you, we love up on them
Then let yourself heal, you were a king long before them ships departed
Maybe see how long i can make an hour last, they say it takes a man to raise a man, maybe see how long i can make an hour last
Their mind is seeing five hundred years of pictures, pray for them Ali, you re slipping through my hands like grains of sand
but every single time you shine it s proof that they might ve threw a chain
Raising a man, pray for them, but that s their problem
You ve got a spirit that a bullet can t kill, sometimes we got to grieve let it burn, but you are not their fetishes or fears
Their mind is seeing five hundred years of pictures, and here i stand Son, that doesn t make it any less real
I can t protect you like i want to, they don t always honor you but they love your culture
They say it takes a man to raise a man, you re slipping through my hands like grains of sand, maybe see how long i can make an hour last
They don t visualize a kid, tryna wrestle with the hourglass Ali, you don t need permission to exist with the divine
Pray to god that it will, you are not confined by their imaginary lines, raising a man
All i can do is love you, so they try to find themselves by defining you
I never judge you, who don t know how to pull his only son out of a target, you don t need permission to exist with the divine
You re slipping through my hands like grains of sand, i can t protect you like i want to
Mythic masculinity, you were a king long before them ships departed
Listen to your pop for a second, but you are not their fetishes or fears, dear black son
Their mind is seeing five hundred years of pictures, they don t always honor you but they love your culture
Dear black son, who don t know how to pull his only son out of a target Black, we hold them when they re growing
You don t need permission from no one including me, i never judge you
just breathe
all i can do is love you
and here i stand
Who don t know how to pull his only son out of a target, they don t see a sweet kid that loves his little sister
you don t need permission from no one including me
maybe see how long i can make an hour last
maybe see how long i can make an hour last
Who s slipping through my hands like grains of sand, we love up on them, pray for them
You re slipping through my hands like grains of sand, we hold them when they re growing Brother, just breathe
you ve got a spirit that a bullet can t kill
but every single time you shine it s proof that they might ve threw a chain
raising a man