Mother to Son (Key-mix)

To my unborn son,

Imma keep it a stack:

Life for me ain’t been no crystal stair.

It had knives on it,

Stainless steel,

The cheap kind too, from dollar tree

Sharp.

But all the time

I’se been a-climbin on

And reaching’ landin’s

And turnin’ corners,

And sometimes goin’ in the dark

Where there ain’t been no light.

My son, hear me when I tell you, don’t you ever give up

You are the descendant of a resilient people

We are powerful by nature and strong by nurture

So don’t you fall now

For I’se still going honey

I’se still climbin’,

And life for me ain’t been no crystal stair