[Intro – Drums march, breath audible] Yeah… I ain’t calm when I pray. But I still pray. ⸻ [Verse 1] 🎶 I pray with my fists clenched, jaw tight, Ask God for peace but I’m built to fight. Heart say forgive, hands say react, Tryna walk straight with my past on my back. I know what’s right, but I feel what I feel, Anger loud when the threat feel real. I don’t snap ‘cause I’m weak—I snap ‘cause I care, Tryna protect what I built from despair. They think restraint mean you soft inside, Nah—it mean you learned when to let stuff slide. I done seen what rage cost men, I’m tryna win long, not just win then. 🎶 ⸻ [Hook – Chant, aggressive] 🎶 I pray with my fists clenched, still holdin’ on, Faith in my chest while the beast stay strong. I don’t fake peace, I don’t pretend— I pray with my fists clenched. (Crowd: “Hold it!”) 🎶 ⸻ [Verse 2] 🎶 I ask God, “Why You made me intense?” He said, “Power need discipline.” I said, “Lord, my trigger short,” He said, “That’s why I’m teachin’ patience.” I ain’t tryna be harmless—I’m tryna be controlled, Big difference when the pressure unfold. Anybody can rage, anybody can snap, But it take a man to step back from that. I got scars from reactin’ fast, Learned late some wins don’t last. So now I breathe where I used to swing, That pause saved me from everything. 🎶 ⸻ [Hook – Louder, layered] 🎶 I pray with my fists clenched, knuckles white, Tryna choose wisdom over appetite. Still dangerous, just disciplined— I pray with my fists clenched. 🎶 ⸻ [Bridge – Spoken, beat drops] God… If You take the anger, don’t take the fire. Just teach me where to point it. ⸻ [Verse 3] 🎶 I ain’t proud of the thoughts I suppress, But I’m proud I ain’t act on ‘em yet. That growth don’t trend, don’t get applause, But it save lives and dodge laws. Some people smile while they poison rooms, I growl but I keep my morals tuned. I’d rather wrestle demons in my head Than let ‘em make decisions for my legs. So if you see me quiet, it ain’t fear, It’s restraint sharpened by years. I ain’t healed—but I’m disciplined, Still prayin’… with my fists clenched. 🎶 ⸻ [Final Hook – Drop + chant] 🎶 I pray with my fists clenched, still standin’ tall, Anger checked, but I feel it all. Faith don’t mean I ain’t intense— I pray with my fists clenched. 🎶 ⸻ [Outro – Drums cut, breath remains] Yeah… Control is strength.

PRAY WITH MY FISTS CLENCHED