Two hands held my heart and the grasp firm
Hope I didn't crash out on my last turn
Did I put my own health on the backburn?
Reap what you sow, all the cash and disaster
We all on the same page: different chapters
Split us all apart, rearranged by the factors
Some days, I wish it came to us faster
Canary in the coal mine emerged as a blackbird
Look into the mirror, do you sing?
What's the type of structure that you bring?
I cannot survive another thing
They already tried to cut my wings
Two hands held my head, it was so heavy
Streetball quarterback, tried to go steady
Losers nowhere in my crew, I don't know any
Fought up in that court, like Tomei did with Joe Pesci
But my mind fought back, it was so ready
Like" do you do this for the whites? For the old Bettys?
Or do you do this for the likes? Just to pose Getty?"
I can't tell you what is right, think my role Messi
Look into the mirror, do you sing?
What's the type of structure that you bring?
I cannot survive another thing
They already tried to cut my wings
Two hands held hers, they were calloused
Cause they used to hold my world in the balance
Only girl that deserves her a palace
All I've served her is nerves and embarrass
But I've learned what's assured is a tariff
She won't leave in an urn or a carriage
She ensured that her words are my sheriff
Got it in the first floor, Theo Parrish
I'm her last reflection and it seems
She's the only structure that I bring
She helped me survive the other thing
She would never let them cut my wings
Love you, Mom
Love you, Joy