Letra de Mother I Sober (ft Beth Gibbons)

I’m sensitive, I feel everything, I feel everybody
One man standin’ on two words, heal everybody
Transformation, then reciprocation, karma must return
Heal myself, secrets that I hide, buried in these words
Death threats, ego must die, but I let it purge
Pacify broken, pieces of me, it was all a blur
Mother cried, put they hands on her, it was family ties
I heard it all, I should’ve grabbed a gun, but I was only five
I still feel it weighin’ on my heart, my first tough decision
In the shadows clingin’ to my soul as my only critic
Where’s my faith? Told you I was Christian, but just not today
I transformed, prayin’ to the trees, God is taken shape
My mother’s mother followed me for years in her afterlife
Starin’ at me on back of some buses, I wake up at night
Loved her dearly, traded in my tears for a Range Rover
Transformation, you ain’t felt grief till you felt it sober

I wish I was somebody
Anybody but myself
Ooh, I wish I was somebody
Anybody but myself

I remember lookin’ in the mirror knowin’ I was gifted
Only child, me for seven years, everything for Christmas
Family ties, they accused my cousin
Did he touch you, Kendrick?
Never lied, but no one believed me when I said: He didn’t
Frozen moments, still holdin’ on it
Hard to trust myself, I started rhymin’
Copin’ mechanisms to lift up myself
Talked to my lawyer, told me not to be so hard on myself
He has an aura I hope to achieve
If I find some help, congratulations, made it to be famous
Still I feel uneasy, water watchin’, live my life in nature
Only thing relieves me
Spirit guide whisper in my ear, tell me that she sees me
Did he touch you? I said no again, still they didn’t believe me
Mother’s brother said he got revenge for my mother’s face
Black and blue, the image of my queen that I can’t erase
Till this day can’t look her in the eyes, pain is takin’ over
Blame myself, you never felt guilt till you felt it sober

I wish I was somebody
Anybody but myself
Ooh, I wish I was somebody
Anybody but myself

I was never high, I was never drunk
Never out my mind, I need control
They handed me some smoke, but still I declined
I did it sober sittin’ with myself
I went through all emotions, no dependents
Except for the one, let me bring you closer, intoxicated
There’s a lustful nature that I failed to mention
Insecurities that I project, sleepin’ with other women
Whitney’s hurt, the pure soul I know, I found her in the kitchen
Askin’ God: Where did I lose myself? And can it be forgiven?
Broke me down, she looked me in my eyes
Is there an addiction? I said no, but this time I lied
I knew that I can’t fix it, pure soul, even in her pain
Know she cared for me, gave me a number
Said she recommended some therapy
I asked my momma why she didn’t believe me when I told her no
I never knew she was violated in Chicago, I’m sympathetic
Told me that she feared it happened to me, for my protection
Though it never happened, she wouldn’t agree
Now I’m affected, twenty years later, trauma has resurfaced
Amplified as I write this song, I shiver ‘cause I’m nervous
I was five, questioning myself, ‘lone for many years
Nothing’s wrong, just results on how them questions made me feel
I made it home, seven years on tour, chasin’ manhood
But Whitney’s gone by time you hear this song, she did all she could
All these women gave me super powers, what I thought I lacked
I pray our children don’t inherit me and my feelings
I attract a conversation not bein’ addressed in black families
The devastation hauntin’ generations and humanity
They raped our mothers, then they raped our sisters
Then they made us watch, then made us rape each other
Psychotic torture between our lives, we ain’t recovered
Still livin’ as victims in the public eyes who pledge allegiance
Every other brother has been compromised
I know the secrets, every other rapper sexually abused
I see ‘em daily, burin’ the pain in chains and tattoos
So listen close before you start to pass judgement on how we move
Learn how we cope, whenever his uncle had to walk him from school
His ankle grows deep in misogyny
This is posttraumatic black families and a sodomy, today is still active
So I set free myself from all the guilt that I thought I made
So I set free my mother all the hurt that she titled shame
So I set free my cousin, chaotic for my mothers pain
I hope Hykeem made you proud, ‘cause you ain’t die in vain
So I set free the power of Whitney, may she heal us all
So I set free our children, may good karma keep them with God
So I set free the hearts filled with hatred, keep our bodies sacred
As I set free all you abusers, this is transformation