[Hook 1: Sade]

There is a woman in Somalia

Scraping for bones on the road side

There's a force stronger than nature

Keeps her in line

This is how she's dying

She's dying to survive

Don't know what she's made off

I would like to be that brave

She lives a life she didn't choose

And it hurts like brand new shoes

Hurts like brand new shoes

[Verse 1: Pdot O]

What it look like? It's been a minute

But maybe not, I'm crazy hot

I've been drifting through the darkness

Shifting through the rubble

Shit is God blessed

Stood the test of time

Look a hot mess but God knows

Mama said finish your food, you gotta clean your plate

They say you gotta lose your life

Before they see you're great

Tears falling from an angel's eyes

I've been blessed but I'm still alive

Let the real arise

Took it time for y'all to realize the real is I

Still soaring through them skies like an Eagle's eye

Even my, clique know I'm odd but I'm sick though

Pass the spliff though

I'm tryna fly with no wings boss

On my mama, this gon' heal you cuz

Fuck a prescription, this music finna build you cuz

I'm alone in my zone again, just let the music talk

You can try these shoes on but it's gon' hurt to walk

[Hook 2: Sade & Pdot O]

There is a woman in Somalia (Let the angel sing)

She's dying to survive

Don't know what she's made of

I would like to be that brave

She lives a life she didn't choose

And it hurts like brand new shoes

Hurts like brand new shoes

[Verse 2: Pdot O]

I don't care about the bars

Shit, I don't care bout the fame or the lights, or the bitches in this game

I'm just tryna search for somethin

Evoke that somethin' that's in you

Motherfucker, I swear to God there's somethin'

My sister told me my profanity is peaking now

I know I curse a lot I'm tryna let that demon out

And once I let it out I take a breath, I'm breathing now

Nothin finna stop us, we gon' cook till they kick us out

And even then the music live forever

I invite my fellow greats we gon' kill together

I hope you feel my letter

Take time to read this letter

Everyday I sharpen my pen, I seek for better ways to climatize

People seem to idolize my honest scribe

Subscribe to a greater power, God still live inside

This is prophecy, yeah this is prophecy

Best believe no other rapper out here can mirror me

[Hook 3: Sade & Pdot O]

There is a woman in Somalia (Let the angel sing)

She's dying to survive

Don't know what she's made off!

I would like to be that brave

She lives a life she didn't choose

And it hurts like brand new shoes

Hurts like brand new shoes

[Verse 3: Pdot O]

To my fans, I've been beaten and bruised

I gave my heart to you, it's clear that I got nothing to lose

I still dig deep, pull out that magic inside me

I pray Christ really keep that magic inside me

Maybe the magic is dying

Maybe I'm searching for higher me

My thoughts heavy and dark, I'm looking for lighter me

Close a chapter with a verse, I know it hurts to be a "Have Not" but God is with us so we gon' brawl till our heads drop

Till our heads drop, I started now I can't stop

Truth be told, when you the light it seldom gets dark

Red roses, red roses, hope's alive but I stray cause I need focus Sometimes nothing makes sense and it seems hopeless

But nothing that was worth having, is a breeze, know this

Notice?! My eyes heavy but I still own this

Still carry a lot of weight on my steel shoulders

Gone

[Hook 4: Sade & Pdot O]

There is a woman in Somalia (Let the angel sing)

The sun gives her no mercy (True story)

The same sky we lay under (Uh)

Burns her to the bone

Long as afternoon shadows (As long as there's hope)

It's gonna take her to get home (They can't fade us)

Each grain carefully wrapped up (God got us)

Pearls for her little girl (Kid Caeser!)

Hallelujah (Amen)

(Amen)

Hallelujah (Amen)

(Let the angel sing)

She cries to the heaven above

There is a stone in my heart

She lives in a world she didn't choose

And it hurts like brand new shoes

Hurts like brand new shoes