--- [Intro] (heartbeat bass, bluesy guitar strum) I ain’t fragile — I’m full. Full of life, full of fight, full of love. Don’t get it twisted. Mama ain’t weak. --- [Verse 1] Up before the sun, prayers before the noise Packing pain in silence like it’s just another chore No time to break, no space to fall So I hold my world up with my back against the wall Scraped knees, tight budgets Still fed them dreams and nuggets Of love, of hope, of more Even when my soul felt sore --- [Pre-Chorus] They see hugs, they miss the fight See soft lips, not sleepless nights I’m not weak — I’m weapon-grade Healing hearts and holding weight --- [Chorus] Mama ain’t weak, she just carry it well Turned a warzone into a wishing well Loved loud when she got none back Still gave peace, never attacked I don’t fold, I plant my feet Fire in my bones, grace when I speak You don’t see all the pain I beat But believe me, baby — mama ain’t weak --- [Verse 2] Yelled at God, then wiped my face Still walked in faith, still held my place Didn’t run, didn’t quit Even when I damn near flipped Carried guilt like Sunday hymns Forgave what tried to burn my skin Still kissed boo-boos, still cooked meals Still showed up with love to feel --- [Pre-Chorus] They see patience, miss the scars See a smile, miss the wars I’m not weak — I’m built from pain But I still dance in the rain --- [Chorus] Mama ain’t weak, she just carry it well Turned a warzone into a wishing well Loved loud when she got none back Still gave peace, never attacked I don’t fold, I plant my feet Fire in my bones, grace when I speak You don’t see all the pain I beat But believe me, baby — mama ain’t weak --- [Bridge] (spoken, raw tone — almost acapella) You call it weak ‘cause I cry But I still rise and multiply You call it weak ‘cause I care But I kept breathing when life wasn’t fair Weak? Nah baby… That’s power in its purest form --- [Final Chorus] (layered vocals, more grit, beat swells) Mama ain’t weak, she just carry it well Took her hell and made it spell A blessing, a healing, a holy sound That echoes every time she’s down Still stands when she can’t speak Still fights when she feels bleak You gon’ learn when you look at me — Mama. Ain’t. Weak. --- [Outro] (faint guitar and echoing beat drop) Bend, never break. Cry, then create. Mama. Ain’t. Weak

Mama aint weak