Spirited Away (feat. Olijade) Video (MV)

Headphones covers all the pain
The news doesn't make it any better
If we stay here forever
I don't think that we could ever change
They fire in the rain

Used to nights living uncomfortably
Lord
Tell me what you want from me
More
Demons always haunting me
But if you knew that
Tell me would you run from me
Can we get back to how it used to be

Wrist slit and mob ties
And 'Im still here trying
Just laugh and be kind
When your insides dying
And it don't make sense
How I switch up when your hands out
I ain't been the same since i left out
You just like the way that I'm next now
And the rest now
Well
That's a different discussion
Why shoot when your words do more damage
Why flex for your niggas in public
And the news doesn't make it all better
What you see is everything you get
And It really doesn't seem like reality's legit
Till you wakin' up runnin' with a 40 on your hip
Lets stop the madness
I'm not hearin' it and wont have it
My brothas gettin' killed by a semi automatic
With the same skin tone and the cops wont listen
Cause they rather see us die then protect us for a minute
And

The Headphones cover all the pain
The news doesnt 'make it any better
If we stay here forever
I don't think that we could ever change
They fire in the rain

Used to nights living uncomfortably
Lord
Tell me what you want from me
More
Demons always haunting me
But if you knew that
Tell me would you run from me
Can we get back to how it used to be

You pray that you hit him
I pray the shootings over
I pray to Jehovah
You praying to ya holster
You was trapping for winter coats
It's no way that a soul could get colder
Yeah
You stuck up in this system I could see it your eyes you institutionalized you too hopeless
Yo Mom got two jobs and still can't feed ya siblings you the oldest
All this weight up on your shoulders you got scoliosis
You lost yo pops and yo lil brother now ya vision broken
Crime pays in nice waves let's hope you don't drown
I hope you keep floating
And while you spend this time in jail I hope you keep focus
Hope you come out with no toxic masculinity
Hope you understand ya emotions
I pray you understand these emotions
We went from playing guns with wooden sticks
To shooting guns with wooded grips
And running from the cops up in the woods and shit
We went from playing to nigga knock
To the fed knocking down the door to take my niggas
We went from chalk and hopscotch to spinning opp blocks and leaving they bodies outlined in chalk
We went from calling women bitches to praying they would answer the jail call
I went from seeing gulp once a summer to never seeing him at all
And bro lost his soul yet the Muslims let him go to mosque
When meechy died I saw my brothers eyes go dark
I could see the evil enter his heart
I told him
I'mma pray for you
I pray for you
I'mma pray for you
I pray for you
I'mma pray for you
I pray for you
I'mma pray for you
I pray for you
I'mma pray for you
I pray for you
I'mma pray for you
I pray for you
I'mma pray for you
I pray for you