Spark

I really hope these strings will communicate my heart
And if they don't I just pray that they'll be a start
What I can't say I place in art, make plain the vague and hope it makes a spark
Of a little bit of light in all this dark
I have friends who's dear to me, don't understand the pain I see

I'm building something great but sometimes I feel the vacancy
Don't know where to turn, feeling lost inside this greatness seems
Oxymoronic, I'm doing fine as far as they can see
Social media got us confused, it's a place to post the news
Not a place to post how you are really doing
So we don't, because we don't want to hear it
Emoji hands I'm praying for you, thou shalt not lie, we really know we won't
So if I say that, I really drop my head and whisper something to the Father
Wish I would pray for me when I get bothered
When Kinah was a toddler, 0-100
I would yell when I got stress outside that harmed us, and I'm sorry
And I can't go to sleep or wake without things on my brain like
Close people that's in pain I know, folk I know that ain't right
They left down a dangerous road, don't if it's they night
For us to get a call saying he ain't make it to daylight
I grew up with stories of inequality and fake rights
To pacify a movement people ain't want to see take flight
A hope of overcoming then Tamir got shot and nothing happened
I looked at Josiah like we really in the same fight
I have white friends I love dearly, my arm, I'd give the right for
Who complain about these issues like an eye sore
It will go away if we don't look, nothing cancer victims say
But the truth they cannot see behind their eye boards
They won't take the plank up out, while they're rolling in the saw dust
American dreaming to build a house on false constructs
Can't notice the footing lost from dust that turns to quick sand
And wanna fix this land from a distance
Want an instance where it all goes away without repentance
But go to church and praise Him with WWJD on their wristbands
While we were yet sinners, hit the cross for the undeserving
But we get convenient when it comes down to other serving
Cool to hear bout' pain if it don't disrupt our undergirding
Don't take a knee, do it this way, no concern the brother's hurting
Find a way to discredit, find a way to dismiss em'
Maybe he shouldn't care cause he's mixed or just switched religions?
Maybe I wasn't there why should I pay for the sins I didn't?
Whether it's fake news or stay woke we stay blaming the systems
See we stay blaming "isms," point fingers from our corners and falling back
Not realizing all these "isms" we struggle with are all results of that
But I'm off of that, meanwhile what's really bugging
Still feel I struggle some days as a son and a husband
Feel like I fight to make change and don't know if it's buzzing
Then have nothing left for my family I just know that I love em'
Owe them the best but feel I give them seconds over others
Not my intention but this feeling's real over redundant
Lay my kids down feel like I failed again, it's so repugnant
I'm just fighting hard to try and be who my daddy wasn't
I have a high standards because I want the best for them
But without God on my best day all I can give them in my best is sin
My wife holds on to me through the best of them
She's seen me at my worst and still whispered to me- rest in Him
I don't understand it all, and I never claimed to
But when I couldn't He sent me a brown skinned angel
A messenger of grace, I know the difference between Satan and his claims too
I don't always know where I'm going all the time, but I know how grace moves
So new day I'ma face you, with all my pain and stains too
All the things that's weighing on my heart I can't explain to
I will make it over things others can't relate to
Hands high, face low still remains my ángel
I just pray this transparent moment really helps you make it through
No matter what's in your way I just hope you make it too
Whether inside or outside whatever's paining you
I pray this transparent moment really helps you pray too

I really hope these strings will communicate my heart
And if they don't I just pray it'll be a start
What I can't say I place in art, to make plain the vague, hope it makes a spark
Of a little bit of light in all this dark
I really hope these strings will communicate my heart
And if they don't I just pray it'll be a start
What I can't say I place in art, to make plain the vague, hope it makes a spark
Of a little bit of light in all this dark