Yeah
Give me the mic, I wanna share the story
Throw back in 1999 when they took mama to the slavery
They end the black Mums and black Dads
They left the little kids crying and screaming in peace
Now little kids grown up and turned into a big beast
Yeah see
Little kids trynna make a peace own their own
Because nobody wanna see the story
They only see the troubles
They forgotten the past that lead to the troubles
That makes the troubles
That cause the troubles
Yeah
See, wake up in the morning
And I asked myself
Wetin dey this life that you trynna end your brothers
In this life you're living
You come and go
Day by day, but they try end the blacks
But in the beginning, we were once a brothers
But that was the past that lead to the troubles
Yeah
Day by day trynna make a peace
Make a peace for the black queens
Mama live a legacy for the kids
You are appreciate
