Head High Video (MV)

I gotta keep my head up high
My Mama told me watch 'em 'cause they comin' for me
I gotta keep my prayers up high
The sun ain't shinin' on the end of our street
I gotta keep my head up high
My Daddy told me watch 'em right before he left me
I gotta move on
Can't wait for too long
For you to give me what I need
Look, woke up this morning
Feelin' blessed like it was Saturday
Wake up Junior
Get him dressed then take him out to play
Finally feelin' free of all the day to day
Stressin' that I feel when these blank stares get hard to face
Just another day inside a blackened mind
Where the agony is beautiful
But lackin' shine
'Cause even the sun been scared to come around
And the Mayor don't know a single street inside the town
Where 'Lil Kenny locked up
My nigga just got shot up
Grandma in the kitchen cookin'
Better clean your spot up
That's the reality created from the greed
But everything we missin'
Gave us everything we need, to guarantee
That we the ones who made to endure
All the pain that was created from the days of before, so
What about it?
Help me sing it louder
Until them kids livin' with no fear to climb the mountain
I gotta keep my head up high
My Mama told me watch 'em 'cause they comin' for me
I gotta keep my prayers up high
The sun ain't shinin' on the end of our street
I gotta keep my head up high
My Daddy told me watch 'em right before he left me
I gotta move on
Can't wait for too long
For you to give me what I need
So I'ma take what you owe me
I'ma get you to know me
I can't run away from days when I would dream with the homies
I been tryna make a way
To keep me safe from the old me
If today becomes my fate
I can't forget what you told me
Take in all of the pain
Stay away from the lies
Don't forget where you came
And keep your head to the sky
Keep your head up high
And that's the real, no lie
Real as the image we created in
Realer than suburban neighborhoods
That's safer playin' in
That we pray to make it in
Came to realization, what I'm facin' is a Lakers fan
You love The Color Purple
But scared this gold'll hurt you
Black and blue curfews
Bruises without a bandage
A 49'er with the mind, I'm built to withstand it
You built to have it fall
You built to have it all
They never who they claim to be like Rachel Dolezal
So lighten up, to find the light inside you
Let my words be your compass
That you need to guide you
A preacher still ain't nothin' but a man
Who probably never seen the situation that I'm in, to understand my
Freedom was granted when I found it within
Seen too many eulogies, for you and me to pretend, that
We wasn't chosen
For this very moment
I pray they never close me off for bein' in the open, no lie