[ Featuring Gerald Green ]
You keep blamin' the heat...
But never ask how your hands lit the match.
You called her love,
But only met her through your fears-
And fear ain't never raised no garden, only ashes
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
You dress in survival like it's armor...
But now you too heavy to even be held.
You want light,
But won't sit in the dark without fightin' it.
You want truth,
But only when it don't mirror back your own violence.
And that's where the fire remembers.
It remembers every time you lied just to be right.
Every time you called leaving "protection,"
But really, you were just scared to stay.
They told you stillness was weakness-
So now you rush through love,
Rush through pain,
Rush through the lessons you gon' meet again anyway...
Because spirit don't skip what ego avoids.
It just waits...
Waits 'til your mask grows tired of bein' seen.
If you ain't ready to carry the flame...
Stop askin' to hold the torch.
'Cause this time,
The fire ain't just war...
...it's the truth you lit and ran from.