The pills used to work and now they don’t

They wanna double up the dose, I said “no”

Shoving hope inside our throat, hoping that we choke

If we don’t, then it’s time to bring the rope

Mood swing, blue dream, tryna do things

Paranoia feeling like the truth is on a shoestring

Loose ends, allergy to groupthink, but who am I to judge?

We just wanna feel like be we belong

Got a lot of virtual friends but feel alone

Drowning in your feed on that Dead Sea

Scrolling a whole polarized landscape

We looking for some changes

Moms used to call it “high blood” when we anxious

“hurt people hurt people” - so they said

But hurt people often the first to hurt themselves

They don’t see no difference from legitimate threats

To a citizen in need of real help

We were all taught not to talk about mental health

Kept it like a secret, family helpless, under siege

Well intentioned, saying that depression is a rich man’s disease

But we ain't ballin, so what that mean to me?

No wonder we don’t talk about it

That stigma gon follow you to your grave when they find out about it

Then they gon justify your murder cause you represent a glitch

They rather nix than try fix like “yeah, they’ll be fine without us”

What happens when the market grows, unfettered?

Telling us go work through the trauma we inherit

Hustle boat left now it’s sinking, some will go down with it

But the rest of us been reaching our limit

Irrational world tryna tell us that we lazy? maybe

Or maybe the world is the one who’s crazy

I’m done campaigning using other people’s names

Sayin the same things for like seven albums straight

From Antioch to any block you see a darker face

Veteran or not, get erased and replaced

Why are they sending out killers to do a healers’ job?

Then they wonder why we scared of those who say they keep us safe

Angelo, I see you in me

Both our biggest fears being death and police

May you Rest In Peace

Shout to all my fam who’s in the streets

They killed us in our homelands forcing us to leave

Now they tryna kill us where we work, where we eat

Where we meet, where we try to raise our kids

They’ll even run up in your crib

Welcome to America

Live in fear, die in grief

All we tryna do is breathe…