Let Go

Prayers up to NYAME through my mother and her mother over me
Tears translate to libations at my feet seeking peace
Grammy told me "boy you gotta bleed before you give birth
Sometimes a blessing is the fetus to the hurt
Keep your faith close promise when you need it, it gone work"
Her spirit in my back though her body laying in the dirt
Mums did the same told me "never go outside barefooted"
Protect your soul at all times is how I understood it
They both in heavens arms so I'm calm in the pits
Speaking words of Psalms since a nigga was a jit
Preaching without applying showed me as a hypocrite
So I don't speak unless I've been through or I'm in some shit
I was ignorant mirroring the wring things
My reflection gave perspective to my flawed being
I wash my hands 'til they all clean
Covered in dirt from throwing hut but it was all me



Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Symonette
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