I remember when my tears were as dry as my soul
I remember when love was hard like gold
Now im trippin like a girl over ice
Trying to represent whats right against this fight

I remember being in the war
War meaning gettin cut with the swords
Everyone tried to kill me with cause of my loyal role

I cant decide to fight battle or can my tears rap the bowl?
Should i let it mellow like how i try to color my soul
with colors of the rainbow, changing colors like rehab

Making me break mad like a kid who found out how they were lied too
Like a person who realised a tattoo can represent a sin they been through